Seer 3: Fallen

Pieces II/II

Cas and I didn't waste any time, examining the etched words encircling the fountain lip. I recognized it as Enochian, but had no idea what any of them meant.
Meanwhile, Cas was diligently reading every last one, nearly bumping back into me on the other side.
"Whatyda got?" I asked him.

"There's...alot of them, but I think these smaller ones are simply lesser aspects of the larger ones. The larger ones are the castles."

He waved hand, and suddenly all the lettering was in English. I frowned with an impressed lip. He really did have some pull around here.
I started reading just what was in front of me.
"Innocence...Valor...War..."

Cas read off from memory the rest, "Love, Hate, ...Music...Vice. "

"Vice?" I repeated "She has an entire castle for vice?"

"She has a tendency for addiction, does that surpise you?"

I shook my head. "No I guess not...Well, hey let's fire these things up?"

He nodded, and lightly touched each set of letters, which glowed a bright lavender, like lightning. Beams of the same light flooded and crawled out from under the fountain itself, spreading forward like paths to the edge of the clearing where they shot upward and morphed into glowing portal doors.
I let out a sharp, amazed exhale.
"Wow..."

"I think we should split up," Cas suggested, making his way to one of the doors, "dont waste too much time trying to convince them to help. If they're reluctant, move on."

"Alright," I agreed with a nod, anxiously watching my angel companion dissappear in the folds of light. To my relief, the door did not shut behind him.
I looked straight ahead from where I was, then glanced down at the words the paths connected to. Innocence....sounded helpful when combating something dark, in theory.
I took a deep breath.
"Here goes nothing."

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I don't know what I was expecting, but an actual castle was not it. And not just any castle. A rainbow castle. Every brick was a different color. There were flowery banners and heraldry on the walls, and what at first looked like decorative suits of armor, were faries...in armor.

I had walked into some sort of gathering or ceremony, where dozens of people sat in attendance before a throne. A throne on which a young girl in a proper white princess dress sat, giggling to herself. That had to be Hazel, judging by the hair.
A woman who actually looked a lot like her, her mother, I presumed, was escorted to the front by a pair of fairy knights, holding a tiara on a velvet cushion.
I felt like I just stepped into a Disney movie.

Her mother led the coronation, and dubbed the little girl the official "princess of colors", placing the crown on her head while the crowd cheered. Hazel took a clumsy bow before bouncing up and down on her toes with delight. I couldn't help but laugh. This was the cutest thing.

Suddenly everyone stopped cheering, and began to fade from view like fog. Leaving the grand hall very quiet. Even the little girl was gone. I walked down the carpeted isle curiously, noting that the throne was actually a pair of golden wings folded up as I went up the short steps to have a look.

"Sammy?" a tiny voice called from behind me.

I turned around to see the little girl at the bottom of the steps, now wearing deniem overalls over a t-shirt, with much less tamed curls and no tiara.
So. Frigging. Cute.
"Heyyy," I cooed warmly, lowering to crouch, "Yeah Haze it's me."

"Sammy!"
She let loose a huge smile and trotted up the stairs to me, throwing tiny arms around my neck.
It wasn't just a hug. This thing, this aspect of human personality, had an energy to it. It overwhelmed and saturated me with an indescribable bliss. It was pure, childish joy. I nearly drowned in it and was reluctant to let go. At the same time, my own feelings were palpable. This was the sister I loved, but in the form of delicate innocence. Every instinct in me wanted to run away with her and never let her out of my arms or sight. I'd never felt this kind of love, and now I understood why Dean cared so much for Ben. Or me, when we were young.. Or why Cas was infatuated to begin with.
Such a beautiful child.