You have captured this so very well, it flows just like the Reichenbach Falls themselves, swollen into torrents by the spring thaw.. Very well done, indeed.
This is very evocative, and somehow tender. Small, but lovely.
Just one tiny thing - you've written you feel as if your almost floating down Baker Street, and I think you mean you feel as if you're almost floating down Baker Street...
Was going to write a much happier homecoming piece, more like the poem, but decided instead to confront Reichenbach/Empty House. This, of course, is my slash version. Grim, but it works for me.
I'm so so curious as to how the Sherlock writers will tackle it next season.
Thank you very much for the nice comment (and the typo catch)!
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Very well done, indeed.
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Just one tiny thing - you've written you feel as if your almost floating down Baker Street, and I think you mean you feel as if you're almost floating down Baker Street...
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Was going to write a much happier homecoming piece, more like the poem, but decided instead to confront Reichenbach/Empty House. This, of course, is my slash version. Grim, but it works for me.
I'm so so curious as to how the Sherlock writers will tackle it next season.
Thank you very much for the nice comment (and the typo catch)!
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