Fill: Red Sky in Morning 3/3
anonymous
May 19 2011, 11:14:59 UTC
The documentary comes back to him one night not long after his flatmate moved in. They’ve been chasing a serial killer through London and-for once-John is ahead of him, Sherlock following behind, and it flashes though his mind in a moment, bright white light that overwhelms him. In the next instant, he thinks about how John is like those tornadoes-unexpected, unpredictable, sometimes small and sometimes so large and with the power to inspire and terrify. And he’s chasing after it, in spite of the danger, in spite of every instinct telling him to run indoors and find a safe place to ride it out.
He wonders what it would be like to be caught in the eye, to be tossed around and be inside it, to see something that no other person has seen directly.
When they catch the criminal, they’re both panting and John looks at him, eyes such a dark blue that they look like cumulonimbus clouds. Bright sparks flicker briefly and he feels like he could drown in those eyes, that the sheets of rain will consume him.
He doesn’t really want to be safe from that.
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And maybe the storm will break over him, maybe he’ll race up to the highest point he can find-away from the comfort and safety indoors, out into the wild, untamed danger-and maybe he’ll spread his arms wide to welcome it.
But storms like that are so brief. Whole lives can be ruined in the blink of an eye. Sometimes, though, houses are spared. Sometimes there’s still a home to return to, still safety and comfort and the distant warmth of a cheery fire.
Re: Fill: Red Sky in Morning 3/3introductoryMay 19 2011, 22:53:38 UTC
Oh, wow.
This took me completely by surprise with how achy it was. I think anyone can identify with Sherlock's indecision -- wanting something you shouldn't have, something you shouldn't want. The way it ends is sort of heartbreakingly perfect: no decision having been made -- yet. Loved your use of the storm metaphor throughout; it never seemed forced, and it's particularly apt.
Re: Fill: Red Sky in Morning 3/3
anonymous
May 20 2011, 23:14:21 UTC
Thanks! Yeah, I think Sherlock is in a predicament that almost anyone can relate to. I'm glad the ambiguous ending worked. I honestly couldn't decide what he would choose, so I thought it was best left up to the audience. :)
He wonders what it would be like to be caught in the eye, to be tossed around and be inside it, to see something that no other person has seen directly.
When they catch the criminal, they’re both panting and John looks at him, eyes such a dark blue that they look like cumulonimbus clouds. Bright sparks flicker briefly and he feels like he could drown in those eyes, that the sheets of rain will consume him.
He doesn’t really want to be safe from that.
**
And maybe the storm will break over him, maybe he’ll race up to the highest point he can find-away from the comfort and safety indoors, out into the wild, untamed danger-and maybe he’ll spread his arms wide to welcome it.
But storms like that are so brief. Whole lives can be ruined in the blink of an eye. Sometimes, though, houses are spared. Sometimes there’s still a home to return to, still safety and comfort and the distant warmth of a cheery fire.
Life is unpredictable like that.
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This took me completely by surprise with how achy it was. I think anyone can identify with Sherlock's indecision -- wanting something you shouldn't have, something you shouldn't want. The way it ends is sort of heartbreakingly perfect: no decision having been made -- yet. Loved your use of the storm metaphor throughout; it never seemed forced, and it's particularly apt.
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