[Sherlock Holmes ACD] --- Blazing Fury (JWP#16 2015)
Title: Blazing Fury
Theme: Watson's Woes July Writing Prompts 2015
Prompt: #16 Picture Prompt: Ablaze
[Picture Prompt: Ablaze]
Author: Alaylith
Rating: General Audiences
Universe: ACD
Characters: Watson, Mary, Holmes
WordCount: 320
Summary: A dream of smoke and fire becomes reality.
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Watson dreams of heat and the smell of fire.
The memories of war are so strong that he can even taste it.
Until he realizes that it's not burning gunpowder he smells, but burning petrol.
Watson startles awake, looking directly into his wife's sleeping face. The smell lingers and there is a distinct taste of smoke in the air.
He knows immediatly that something's wrong.
"Mary! Wake up!" he gently but urgently shakes his wife awake, who blinks surprised at him and he gets out of their bed. "Get dressed, Mary, hurry. There is a fire somewhere."
Through his army life anf life with Sherlock Holmes Watson is able to dress in seconds and while Mary hurries to follow, Watson carefully opens the door and then hurries downstairs.
There is smoke in the air, but thankfully it is not much and Watson is able to follow the smell down to his study. The door's open, even though Watson is sure that he closed it and the flickering golden light of fire shines into the hallway.
Watson throws a quick look into the room, sees his desk and the surroundings lost in a blazing storm and he can smell the petrol which has been poured in the room.
He closes the door and then goes back to retrieve Mary, then also to get their servants and leads them to safety outside on the streets.
It is hours later, after the fire has been put out and Scotland Yard investigated the fire raising, while Watson carefully tidies up the room, that Holmes appears in the door and watches him silently.
Watson takes a single look at Holmes' expression and the tight band of worry and anxiety loosens around his chest.
Whoever is responsible for this attack, they will rue this very soon.
Because the blazing storm, that tried to take his home, is nothing compared to the blazing fury in Holmes' eyes.
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Theme: Watson's Woes July Writing Prompts 2015
Prompt: #16 Picture Prompt: Ablaze
[Picture Prompt: Ablaze]
Author: Alaylith
Rating: General Audiences
Universe: ACD
Characters: Watson, Mary, Holmes
WordCount: 320
Summary: A dream of smoke and fire becomes reality.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Watson dreams of heat and the smell of fire.
The memories of war are so strong that he can even taste it.
Until he realizes that it's not burning gunpowder he smells, but burning petrol.
Watson startles awake, looking directly into his wife's sleeping face. The smell lingers and there is a distinct taste of smoke in the air.
He knows immediatly that something's wrong.
"Mary! Wake up!" he gently but urgently shakes his wife awake, who blinks surprised at him and he gets out of their bed. "Get dressed, Mary, hurry. There is a fire somewhere."
Through his army life anf life with Sherlock Holmes Watson is able to dress in seconds and while Mary hurries to follow, Watson carefully opens the door and then hurries downstairs.
There is smoke in the air, but thankfully it is not much and Watson is able to follow the smell down to his study. The door's open, even though Watson is sure that he closed it and the flickering golden light of fire shines into the hallway.
Watson throws a quick look into the room, sees his desk and the surroundings lost in a blazing storm and he can smell the petrol which has been poured in the room.
He closes the door and then goes back to retrieve Mary, then also to get their servants and leads them to safety outside on the streets.
It is hours later, after the fire has been put out and Scotland Yard investigated the fire raising, while Watson carefully tidies up the room, that Holmes appears in the door and watches him silently.
Watson takes a single look at Holmes' expression and the tight band of worry and anxiety loosens around his chest.
Whoever is responsible for this attack, they will rue this very soon.
Because the blazing storm, that tried to take his home, is nothing compared to the blazing fury in Holmes' eyes.
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