Incurable (the inevitability of clockwork, the unpredictability of fire)

[neon_footprint]

 

Comments

[oxymoronic]

Oh my god.

I had to reread every single paragraph at least three times. Not because they were confusing, but because your imagery was so completely gorgeous it took more than one reading to fully appreciate just how much you put into a handful of words. I kept trying to find a specific example I could quote back at you, but it was so subtly and wonderfully done the whole thing just came around with this tone I can't even describe. Gorgeous.

Such an interesting approach to the characters, too; Watson pining after Holmes, rather than the latter being begrudging towards his marriage. It's the most convincing portrayal of them I think I've read, and Mary was absolutely wonderful in her ~manipulative ways.

Ending it in such a soft and hopeful way as well - so perfect. ♥ and written for little old me, too, I don't deserve your awesomeness. ♥

[neon_footprint]

This = best comment ever <3

I am blown away, thank you lovely. Your awesomeness deserves all the awesomeness it can receive :)

[mello_bello_91]

The last paragraph is amazing, given the whole thing is amazing, but I like the last paragraph the most. It is a sweet and loving image.

[neon_footprint]

Thank you so much. I tend to think of Holmes as surprisingly loving in an understated sort of way.

[red_day_dawning]

Oh, your writing is sublime! *throws away own pens/quills/keyboards*
Magnificent. And subdued and subtle. Each word *pulling* the reader towards that inevitable outcome.

Love the mud forming the geological strata on the boots, the unread diary. And the alleys looking into Watson. Gosh, this is so so good.

[neon_footprint]

Oh thank you :) What a lovely comment, I'm so glad you liked it.

[rabidsamfan]

Oh, very well done indeed!

[neon_footprint]

Thank you very much :)

[batgurl10]

wow!

[neon_footprint]

Thank you :)