[S14 Spoilers!] Since when do demons move through the country in packs? Why are stars suddenly disappearing from the sky? Who is the strange creature, following them and turning everything in their way into rubble and ashes? What initially started w...
I'm really happy that you've somehow ended up here.
In the following short preface, I will summarize all the small organizational things, I want to say before the beginning of this story.
"Falling Star – per aspera ad astra" (Latin for: "through hardship to the stars") is my first Supernatural fanfiction and the first part of a planned trilogy. The idea arose – as many of those for my stories tend to do – with a simple "What if..."-question, which I won't be revealing at this point, though. Maybe it will be visible in the further course of the plot but I will also mention it in the afterword and reflect whether or not I have answered it to my own satisfaction.
The story plays out following episode 17 of season 14 ("Game Night"), but from there takes a completely different path than that of the show. It is possible that there will be some story-relevant spoilers here and there concerning the past seasons – especially season 13 and 14 – although I'll try to largely avoid them.
Moreover, I don't think I have to add that only the main character, her background story and character development, as well as some smaller side characters came from my own pen and that I've only "borrowed" the rest of the characters for the sake of telling this little story.
I'm also really looking forward to feedback of all kind and I want to encourage you to tell me, if you like my story or have any questions or complaints. I'm already excited to read all of your thoughts and reactions regarding my story.
Finally, I want to mention, that English is not my first language. So please excuse any grammatical errors, that might pop up here and there, I will try to keep them at a minimum.
Well then! I hope that you'll have as much fun reading as I did while writing. Now enough of the empty words and off into a world, where monsters are real, family doesn't end with blood and nothing is at it seems.
See you on the next page, in the middle of a smokey, trashed bar in the south of the US!
- Alice
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○ We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. ○
- Oscar Wilde
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