What a monumental achievement! To combine such a cerebral concept with scenes of action and terror, domestic bliss and mythology, and have everything flow? All while the theme of love and devotion permeates every scene? Damn. This was so fantastic and I'm still reeling from it, have a feeling I'll be thinking about it for a looooong time. Cas here -- my heart bled for him, he was so real, so beautiful and his love for Dean was so raw and pure. And his love for Sam and Sam's love for him -- geez, I have tears in my eyes thinking about it, gah.

I thought you did a marvelous job w/ the feeling of dread w/ the dinosaurs and the fakeout diner and the lost dude speaking a Slavic language, and I loved the flashes of humor, and the bit where Cas tells Sam to stop making fun of him for getting some references wrong (I think it touched upon a universal desire to, well, not be ridiculed -- everyone needs to feel respected by someone, I think, just as we need some kind of love, be it familial or romantic or what) but my favorite part was the boat dream. I loved how mundane and gentle it was -- Sam calling it boring was a highlight of the story. I just thought it was very special.

Brilliant tale, and engrossing, and I shall dream about it now. There shall be no doors in my dreams, though! Thank you so much for sharing your imagination and skill w/ us!