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11-11-2011, 11:03 AM
Sam and Dean were in the kitchen. Dean was clearly nursing a hangover with a cold, greasy pork sandwich left over from a hunt the night before and Sam was making waffles in a waffle maker. "That's the last time I let you get drunk to the point of memory loss, Dean."
"Yeah, shut it." "Jerk." "B*tch." I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool     
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11-11-2011, 11:14 AM
Both of them heard the squeak and looked over at Fern with raised eyebrows. She just sighed and used an arm to pull Ana out from behind her. "Sam, Dean, this is Ana, our ice sprite, for lack of a better term. Ana, this is Sam and Dean Winchester, James' family."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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11-11-2011, 11:21 AM
"She's like a china doll or something."
"Don't be rude, Dean." Sam pinched him. Dean punched him in the arm in return. XD I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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11-11-2011, 11:23 AM
"Awful small for a snow-woman." Dean finished his sandwich.
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FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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11-11-2011, 11:25 AM
"Well, snow-child," she said. "I was made in the late nineties and came to life like a Christmas special. I don't remember it, but apparently I burst out of the snowballs they'd used to make the snow-child body. I've always been extra small."
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11-11-2011, 11:29 AM
"Never heard of anything like that before."
"I've heard some lore. Uh." Sam snapped his fingers. "Parents wanted kids, but were having trouble, and they made a wish in the snow. Something to that effect?" I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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11-11-2011, 11:34 AM
"Yes! My parents are Russian; apparently it's an old folk-tale there; girls like me were called Snow Maidens," Ana said. "I keep intending to look up some more on the subject, but I keep getting distracted."
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