thursdays_angel | 12 Adar 5745 / 5 March 1985 A.D. / 13 Jumada Al-Akhirah 1405 A.H.

In the end, there was nothing left but a void. Like one of the deep wells that not even light can escape.

He had parted ways with Anna at dawn, when the child had awoken asking for breakfast.

If he had known then what she planned to do……what, looking back, she must have been planning for some time…..

He does not know what he would have done.

Everyone knew when it happened. Angels’ memories are long, and even after eons, there is no mistaking a Fall.

And it is Castiel who is called to account for it. Summoned by his superiors’ superiors to explain.

You saw her but moments ago. You confide in one another. Did she tell you?

And the thing is, she had. Not in so many words, but looking back she had. For a century, she had been telling him. Small moments of discontent and anger. Times when she stood aside and left a decision to him that ordinarily she would have made. Right up until the very end, she had told him.

For all they found this unendurable…..they will all recover.

He understands now.

In the end.