[The shift is obvious to Barnabas, for all that fire and fury Castiel held prior, he is cool as ash now. Barely a cinder, but he is not fool enough to believe that he is unlikely to be ignited once more. Words have a profound effect, but so too can silence, and so it is but a matter of what might be the fuel that brings that fire back to life.
Barnabas has known the pointlessness of struggling against that which is indomitable and inescapable. However, he has also known the glory and the joy of conquoring the insurmountable, of bringing the powerful and unjust to their knees. The security of submission, the thrill of competition, the blood price of joy... It is a dangerous thing, joy. Like a drug which would ruin a man's very soul. As the last Child of Dzemekys--of his people, he will act ever in accordance with the Lord. With what his people's hopes and beliefs shaped in him, how his mother molded him, just as God had with all of mankind...
His will is the Lord's.]
Yet, it will lead you astray. If we were meant to rewrite the will of the Almighty, then we would be able to do just that. Our futile efforts ever prove themselves thus for a reason.
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[The shift is obvious to Barnabas, for all that fire and fury Castiel held prior, he is cool as ash now. Barely a cinder, but he is not fool enough to believe that he is unlikely to be ignited once more. Words have a profound effect, but so too can silence, and so it is but a matter of what might be the fuel that brings that fire back to life.
Barnabas has known the pointlessness of struggling against that which is indomitable and inescapable. However, he has also known the glory and the joy of conquoring the insurmountable, of bringing the powerful and unjust to their knees. The security of submission, the thrill of competition, the blood price of joy... It is a dangerous thing, joy. Like a drug which would ruin a man's very soul. As the last Child of Dzemekys--of his people, he will act ever in accordance with the Lord. With what his people's hopes and beliefs shaped in him, how his mother molded him, just as God had with all of mankind...
His will is the Lord's.]
Yet, it will lead you astray. If we were meant to rewrite the will of the Almighty, then we would be able to do just that. Our futile efforts ever prove themselves thus for a reason.