“Son of a bitch…” Dean grumbled, rolling over in the creaky motel bed. Sam chuckled from across the room where he was sipping his Gatorade, post-run. “What’s so damn funny?”
“Uh… you.” Sam grinned. “Get in a fight last night or somethin’?”
“Fuck off.” Dean peeled himself off the mattress and headed for the bathroom. Splashing water on his face, he looked into the mirror. Dark circles fell under his reddened eyes as he squinted against the harsh florescent light. Scanning over the rest of his face, he noticed little red speckles and a line of brown, dried blood running down his neck and disappearing under the collar of his shirt. Rubbing his temples and letting his eyelids fall closed, Dean’s mind flashed back to the night before.
@omg-snakes here’s the god of fair travels for ur incoming snakes!
the god of fair travels is unlike the other gods, most of them are related to the god of good sheds, and are royalty before they die and become promoted…but the god of fair travels was a snake dragon of great wisdom and traveled all over before settling back home and sharing his stories. upon his death, he was made into a deity due to his achievements!