Castiel is a wishing star and Dean has the one wish he can’t seem to get right.
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This had been a particularly rough year for Castiel.
Well, “year” was relative, as he didn’t exactly experience “years” like most planets did while hanging aloof in the cosmos. Time ceased to be in his little galaxy where he did his work; it washed over him like a gentle breeze trying to bend a mountain.
That being said, it had been a particularly rough recent period of existence for Castiel, and it was all because of one completely insignificant human.
“Castiel” was, of course, the name he gave himself and not the name he was known by to the humans of earth. He was called Alpha Aquarrii to the more scientific of their world, or Sadalmelik – the second-brightest star in the Aquarius constellation.
He was, first and foremost, a wishing star.
Castiel was proud of his track record with granting wishes. Making a wish come true while working within the bounds of Earth’s physics and probabilities was no easy task for a star, but Castiel was billions of years old by now and had practice with millions of different worlds – and the art of bringing to pass a desire that had been given to him was something that he’d mastered. He was well familiar with the feeling that let him know the wish had successfully taken effect. It was like a spark of lightning coursed through his form; igniting the stardust he housed inside.
Some of the newer stars had to intervene more… personally, but that wasn’t an approach Castiel had needed to take in nearly half a millennia.
Naturally, he’d been absolutely confident when one Dean Winchester had made a wish that Castiel had granted tens of thousands of times. It was one of the simplest of wishes, even.
The Turning of the Stars
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