Here is my hand, my heart, my throat, my wrist. Here are the illuminated cities at the center of me, and here is the center of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we can drink from, but I can’t go through with it. I just don’t want to die anymore.
— Richard Siken, “Saying Your Names”
For the last two years I’ve drawn Castiel right before the season finale so I figured I shouldn’t break tradition.