...Look me in the eyes...

I believe in Sherlock!
Moriarty was real!

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Permalink valeria2067: the-reichenbach-problem: stapletoothtiger: I’m sure this is exactly what Arthur Conan Doyle had in mind when he created this character. THIS IS HOW IT HAPPENED
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Permalink i-o-u-a-fall: It’s always when the flat is at its quietest - when isn’t it, though? - that John thinks, for a fleeting second, that everything will be okay. It’s when he hears things that his hope is rekindled. The creaking of the fifth step up to 221B. Light, pacing feet too early in the morning. The violin that used to keep him up at night. Irritated muttering from the kitchen. Audible signs of boredom from the sitting room. A baritone voice calling his name. He thinks it’s him - he thinks he’s come home. John thinks he’s no longer alone. “… Sherlock?” he calls softly, as if even saying the name will break the illusion. He waits for a reply that never comes. When he looks over his shoulder at the silent flat, Sherlock is never there.
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Permalink wings-and-pistols: Yes. This is perfect.
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