OMG! Wow! Intense. So tightly packed. The whole piece has a unifying, unique style. Very complex too, kind of like a poem where you have to figure out what's going on. I think I got everything except for one part that I'm unsure about. "there was skin, muscle, and bone bound up together and set against his lips, wet and dripping, a limb spilling what he'd lost, an offering, a command." Is that Sam offering his blood to Dean? At first, I thought it was something more gory, but then this seemed more logical.