Uriel has betrayed us.
He has given up on our Father, has been aiding the Dark.
I'm not certain what to think on the matter. When something started to target my brother's and sister's-- when they started to die, one by one, day by day... I thought it a demon. A powerful one, perhaps wielding some sort of weapon that we hadn't yet heard of...
I was very wrong. I was blind to what had been glaringly obvious, to what had been there all along...
He had been bitter, angry, jealous. I should have known, should have recognised his treachery and the price we paid... too much. It was far too much.
Dean. We made him do the unthinkable and it landed him in the hospital.
And now my brother is dead.
I feel... it does not matter what I feel. I shouldn't be feeling it anyhow.
I haven't anymore time-- Dean is calling me.
Castiel agent of God · Tue Aug 18, 2009 @ 05:49am · 0 Comments |