[ November 19th 2025; the day Dean Winchester closed his eyes for the final time. ]

MAJOR CONTENT SPOILERS:

Tools of the trade. Laid aside, bare to collect dust outside of battle — outside of use. What good is a tool outside of its purpose? What use does one have of instruments of blood outside of struggle, of conflict? Even shaky, rusted, worn; implements of unrest.

To be wielded is to have meaning.

spooky❥

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