what if the only reason we can’t walk through mirrors is because our reflection blocks us
what if they’re protecting us though
what if they know that the other side is horrifying and painful and they are trying to keep us from ever crossing over
I must be on the wrong side of the mirror then
maybe you’re the reflection.
my grandparents just left and the house is so empty and quiet and I just want to cry and scream in happiness
NO BUT WHY DOES HE REACT LIKE HE SUDDENLY RECOGNIZES THE NAME
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profound bond, that’s why.
I bet he’s been hearing that name in his dreams, and just for small moments in his head ever since he got back from Hell. Little whispers in a language he couldn’t understand but for some reason he registered as saying “Castiel.” He remembers the walk from his gravesite to the abandoned convenience store and how lonely he felt until that screeching started, and as startling as it was, it honestly filled him with an irrational sense of safety, if only for a moment.
He remembers Hell, and while he may not remember being pulled up from perdition, he remembers a scorching hand grabbing his shoulder and Enochian whispers of “I’m Castiel, I got you.”
I’ll just go and cry now.