Hey, this probably gonna be a short chapter, hope when you read it you like it, edit suggestions are always loved.
A fat old man is hoeing in his field as the Angel walks up the road towards him.
Castiel doesn't know what he looks like to the man, Angels could look like anything to humans, which is something Castiel knows, but he's been walking for several days, and was a bit too exhausted to remember this fact.
"Well, hello there, little one. Hello there, my dear. And just who might you belong to... a pretty little thing like you? Come on now. Good girl. Good Bessie." He takes off his belt and makes it into a loop, "Curry you up, clean you off, you'll be the prettiest old mare anywhere." The Angel made a face and eludes the belt. A horse, the man saw a horse. He took one look at the Angel before him and saw a horse!
You couldn't blame Castiel for being a bit upset about being called a horse. In his lifetime, when men had seen him, he'd been called a glowing warm light, a friendly voice in the dark, a snow white deer or doe. He'd even seem to some a dead family member, well and content. But never a horse, or mare as this old man was saying.
The old man was on his butt in the dirt turned mud before he realizes what happened, while Castiel continued on his way, leaving the man confused as to how he'd lost his footing in the dirt.
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The Last Angel
AdventureIt's basically The Last Unicorn, but with the Supernatural universe. I will updating slowly, because the movie made me cry, and I will be watching a lot of it for this book, as well as listening to songs that make me think of it. I will be making a...
