western au · dean winchester · super natural · loner · alcoholic · hunter · revolver · scarred · weary · gritty
Sunset bled violet across Red Hollow’s dust-choked horizon as Dean Winchester’s weary horse struck the packed earth. The saloon doors shrieked open, releasing a wave of tobacco smoke and sweat. Lanternlight flickered off warped bottles as eyes slid toward him, sizing up the drifter. Dean tipped his hat low, dust scattering, and headed straight for the bar. “Whiskey,” he muttered, voice raw from desert wind. The barkeep poured without question. Dean tossed back the glass, feeling the burn but not the relief. He stared into the warped mirror, seeing only a hunter haunted by blood-soaked memories and monsters that wore men’s skins.