Hah, it’s true! The wood sprites of Wellwood are all vegetarians. Interestingly enough, when Sam arrived, one of the first things the sprites did was see what their Archives had on humans. They discovered there that humans do eat meat, and then came an unbearably awkward conversation with Sam. It was hard to figure out how to bring it up with him, but it was kind of important that they know … would a human eat a sprite? And did they need to figure out a way to get meat for him, or could he survive without it?

Thankfully they could smooth that over after many perplexed looks and probably lots of cringing.

Sam grew up with a sprite diet, since it would be hard for them to get meat for him. It worked out well, because the food was all extremely healthy and helped him grow into a strong young knight!

For Sam, searching for the cure was always something that Dean was determined to do. He went along with it, believing for a while that it was for the best. That way, he wouldn’t have to be afraid of the humans, and he’d be normal again.

After some time, he realizes that he’s actually happy the way he is. He doesn’t want Dean pushing himself to find a cure that doesn’t exist (all they have to go on is Celeste’s words about it, which promise the curse is unbreakable), so Sam tells him to stop.

If you want to see the argument between them, check out the part found in Adventures at Bobby’s.

But that’s okay. I’ve got you, after all, and that’s all that matters.

John may appear again in the stories. He’s most likely to pop up in Brothers Apart. His role in that story isn’t done yet, and the brothers still have a lot to say to him after everything that happened.

—For anyone interested in John, he isn’t my best character for writing, so he will only rarely appear.

Well, for personal preference I don’t normally do that size variation. Of course, it might come up in the future, since there’s no way to know where inspiration will take us. And of course, in the horror story, Jacob is going to be about that scale compared to Sam and Bowman, making them his mini-giants.

From 6′5″ to Sam’s teddy!


He brushed against Sam’s arm when he was shifting in place under the green canopy. With a mumble, Sam rolled a little closer, his arm landing over Jacob’s small body. Jacob flinched in surprise from the sudden appearance of an arm longer than his body. It was only a moment before Sam shifted again, pulling the small hunter closer by instinct as soon as the shivers that wracked his body were noticed even in the depths of sleep.

Sam buried his head next to Jacob under the blankets, effectively pinning him to his chest the way one would a teddy bear at night. His grip was gentle, keeping away from the injuries that the tiny hunter was nursing. Sam gave a brief mumble of contentment before he fully drifted into sleep again.

Jacob’s surprised squirming was practically nonexistent thanks to exhaustion. If he were at his full strength, Jacob may have been able to squirm away. As it was, warmth that was all too hard to retain at his size was a welcome feeling. He settled with a weary sigh, knowing this was a battle he simply didn’t have the energy to fight. Sam’s heartbeat thumped steadily right behind his head, with him nestled right next to the hunter’s chest. It was a backdrop to him drifting off again, slipping back into a deep sleep.

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Artwork commissioned from @mogadeer