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And the voice of harpers, and musicians, and of pipers, and trumpeters, shall be heard no more at all in thee —Revelations 18:22a
Jimmy plucks the strings sometimes—lets the steel cut into the pad of his thumb, lets his nail brush against the thrumming sound—but all he hears is a dull, pulsing A, bereft of that spark that made it his. Castiel’s not there.