Fic: Echoes of a Distant Tide, Part 1
Title: Echoes of a Distant Tide, Part 1/?
Rating: PG-13/R (15)
Warning(s) (entire fic): Victorian morals, drug use, discussions of suicide, (book canon) character death
Pairing(s): Holmes/Watson, implied pre-Sherlock/John (+squint friendly permutations thereof); past Watson/Mary Morstan
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine
Notes: It's a 2009xBBC crossover/time-travel/body-swap fic, of sorts. Yes, that's as mad as it sounds. Spoilers for the BBC series!
Summary: London as he's known it for over thirty years is gone, and Sherlock Holmes is a terribly unkempt man with dark, expressive eyes, and 221b Baker Street is a similar but imperfect replica in Victorian set pieces, and a too-casually discarded (too-freshly printed) issue of The Daily Graphic lying across the arm of the sofa reads- 1895.
Part 1: This man, somehow, is Sherlock Holmes. For now, that is enough.
A/N: I'm terribly nervous about posting this! This is the first time I've attempted a full-sized fic in ages, I fear I won't be able to do it justice. I've been putting my heart into it, though, so I do hope the idea strikes someone's fancy the way it has mine.
Rating: PG-13/R (15)
Warning(s) (entire fic): Victorian morals, drug use, discussions of suicide, (book canon) character death
Pairing(s): Holmes/Watson, implied pre-Sherlock/John (+squint friendly permutations thereof); past Watson/Mary Morstan
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine
Notes: It's a 2009xBBC crossover/time-travel/body-swap fic, of sorts. Yes, that's as mad as it sounds. Spoilers for the BBC series!
Summary: London as he's known it for over thirty years is gone, and Sherlock Holmes is a terribly unkempt man with dark, expressive eyes, and 221b Baker Street is a similar but imperfect replica in Victorian set pieces, and a too-casually discarded (too-freshly printed) issue of The Daily Graphic lying across the arm of the sofa reads- 1895.
Part 1: This man, somehow, is Sherlock Holmes. For now, that is enough.
A/N: I'm terribly nervous about posting this! This is the first time I've attempted a full-sized fic in ages, I fear I won't be able to do it justice. I've been putting my heart into it, though, so I do hope the idea strikes someone's fancy the way it has mine.