Robinschatz

It’s time to share more.You wanna know more about me? You’re in the right place. Anne-Mary Clayton was born December the 12th in 1984. Her parents lost their lives in a car accident shortly before she turned 5. Was raised by her aunt Dolly in New Hampshire. No known siblings or other family relations. This is what you see when you open my files in the British police’s database. I was a completely new person with similarities to my old self. Obviously couldn’t let the past go in its full form nor did I want to. Instead I chose to adapt. To shake things up I moved from the North to the South. I replaced the cabin in th

It was nothing special... it didn't move or talk.  It wasn't the subject of great poetry or satire.  It wasn't even that interesting to look at.  As far as inanimate objects go there were much more exciting things in the word.  But, to Dean Winchester, it had once been the symbol of everything good in the world.  It had stood for honor and truth... innocence and friendship... until that friendship had been betrayed... And now, standing on the banks of the lake, holding its sopping wet remains, it meant the end of his world as he knew it... as he had come to expect it to be... and he could feel that world crashing down around him. This couldn