Info: my attempt at writing angst for GO but I couldn't go through with it TvT)

It felt like the world was ending..

The earth was shaking, the sky was falling.

Crowley was wailing, molten tears trekked down his face, pure white feathers were clutched in his trembling hands.

The earth that surrounded the tortured demon withered and decomposed, the once green grass dried and blackened as though it were set on fire. Nothing could approach him, not as he sobbed for his angel who had been mercilessly taken from him, his fingers curled around long feathers. The only handful of his dear angel he was able save. Damn them all, he had yelled. Damn them all to Hell.

The sun above dared not show itself.