A worn but reliable maroon car had no opposition on the road as it sped down a flat expanse, kicking up a meager cloud of dust in its wake. Jacob Andris, a midwesterner at heart, felt at ease under the dome of an open sky, with the occasional cluster of trees throwing their shade onto the road as he passed. Oklahoma had been barely a blip on his path, and now he was on a road that felt more like home.
Kansas had a familiar charm to it. After a road trip down into New Mexico to check out one of the colleges there, it felt good to roll through the more familiar terrain, with cornfields and wind turbines stretching over a flat horizon. Jacob co
The night after a hunt was always the toughest part to adjust to. The bone-deep exhaustion clung after finding the latest monster and killing it before it could hurt anyone else. Jacob was glad Sam always convinced Dean to let him stay in the motel room for a night after the fact.
He was new to this. He had a lot to learn, but after reuniting the four-inch-tall Sam Winchester with his brother, Jacob’s eyes were open to the job. They could help people. He could help people.
Like he’d helped Dean get his little brother back after years not knowing he was even alive.
Jacob settled in for the night after a still-terse but friendly
The radio station rarely got quiet during work hours. Actually, there was always someone talking on the soundwaves or the latest catchy hits replaying throughout the day. There was always activity somewhere, like a beehive swarming with information. But once the shows were done and the tracks reached their end, the floor turned into a ghost town. No announcers, no music, not even footsteps against the linoleum floors. It was quiet and still, a break from the constant yet well-loved noise that grew on someone.
It was exactly 2:29 in the morning in the dark booth. The static red glow of the glow of the exit sign and the blinking power button o
Mark and The Borrower Chapter 1 by Echosher, literature
Literature
Mark and The Borrower Chapter 1
I packed my bag, made my parents, with various essentials I would need for the biggest adventure I would have yet. “Sewing needle, 2 paper clips, extra clothes, yarn, water sack, blanket, gauze, and I think that’s about it!” I whispered to myself, closing the bag and buttoned it up with the one button on the bag. The weight luckily wasn’t as bad as I thought though that would be debatable when I packed some food as well. I looked around my old room one last time and smiled sadly as this was probably the last time I would see this room for a while.
I went into the living room where my parents sat. They l