I just finished reading Chasing your Shadow and OH MY GOD. You are an AMAZING writer! Like your au is so original and imaginative, and everything is so vivid, I can totally picture myself being there. I love how you wrote out Dean and Cas' relationship too. It's like the perfect amount of feels, angst and smut lol. And your adaptions of the spn characters are on point! I love your OC's as well. Breathtaking fic. You should write a novel :D *fangirls and rolls away*
"So, I think time has come to get to know each other better," Balthazar washes his hands in a bowl full of aromatic warm water. "I am Balthazar and this is my younger brother Gabriel. We are some of the richest citizens of Constantinople. We produce olive oil and sell it overseas. The trade and profit is good, thanks to Jesus." Balthazar sighs, content, and plops down on a small sofa with silk pillows on it.
"Who is Jesus? Is he one of the merchants you know?" Castiel has no idea how silly he sounds.
The brothers share a brief look and then burst into laughter. The young man instantly gets tense, not understanding what’s going on. Why are these people laughing? Is he not allowed to ask questions? Suddenly isolation and desperation pour down on him in a crashing wave and Castiel feels so alone. He does not want to be here, he want to go back to his family, to Dean. His Dean…
"Haven’t you heard of Jesus Christ?" Gabriel stops laughing, noticing Castiel’s pale face. Damn, the boy looks like he’s going to pass out any minute.
"No, never." Castiel’s voice is hoarse.
"Where are you from, Castiel?" Balthazar sits up, sensing the sudden change of cheerful atmosphere.
"I am from Raven’s Tear," Castiel answers quietly, voice barely above a whisper.
"Hmm, Raven’s Tear? I’ve never heard of such place," Gabriel hums. "In which country is it?"
"We call the land Mother North. There are thirty six villages in it. My village is called Raven’s Tear. Is there something wrong?" Castiel shifts his gaze from one brother to other.