It would be easier to leave this flesh behind, move freely the way he used to—sweeping down on Jericho when he and his family were made of nothing but war cries and faith—but it's not time to let go yet.

Lovely! I love Castiel in Egypt, speaking to the wandering dead. Seeing everything, the before and the after. A bit lonely, but still so very delightful. Wanting to know why Dean prefers chocolate ice cream - wanting to know why the boys are *different*.

Really enjoying this.