Reflections

*Castiel* · (This post was last modified: 08-02-2013, 08:51 PM by Castiel.)

Castiel

It was a secluded part of the plains; somewhere along the southern border, where, on a strong, windy day, you could almost smell the sea. Everything was still this day though. There was nothing but the occasional rustle of grass or twitter of birds or wolf's howl in the distance. The far off distance. Castiel wanted to be alone. That was why he'd slipped under his father's radar during the hunting trip. Being naughty like that wasn't something he planned on making a habit of, but he knew he wasn't going to be any good to anyone today. He couldn't seem to listen, couldn't seem to focus. Too much was buzzing in his head, and he needed peace and quiet to push it all out.

That was why he came here; Castiel's little corner. There was a pond - well more of a pool really - complete with rushes and reeds and the occasional mallard. There were some some grey stones to lie on if you felt chilly, and a white oak to rest under if you felt too hot and needed to cool down. Usually it was quite relaxing, but Castiel wasn't paying any attention to it this day. His back was bowed and his head was hung low. Yellow eyes glared at the dirt... when they weren't closed or fuzzed up with tears.

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