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Heaven and Earth by A_Candle_For_Sherlock for Crooked_Guillemot
Fandoms: Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
20 Nov 2022
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At first, the wonder of his resurrection had blazed so bright that I saw nothing else. Joy, joy impossible had been returned to me; death itself had been undone. But as the miracle faded into everyday light I began to see that time had not been likewise reversed; time had done its implacable work. He was not the same as he had been.
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03 Aug 2026
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A glimpse into life at Baker Street where Watson muses over the concept of home with an uncharacteristically inarticulate Holmes.
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03 Aug 2026
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“Watson was quite certain that Holmes and Mrs. Hudson were up to something.”
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03 Aug 2026
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Watson supposed the situation could have been worse. He hadn’t been tortured at least, merely punched and then kicked during the fight. He wasn’t really hurt, save for some bruises and scrapes, and now the raw skin on his wrists from struggling to escape handcuffs.
Still, he was currently locked up in a garden shed with little chance of escape.
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03 Aug 2026
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let's take ibuprofen together by nouserameswork
Fandoms: Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle
30 Mar 2025
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The windows, where they should have been bringing bright light into the dim rooms, were covered with a dark sheet that would on any other day be placed with the rest of Holmes’ bedding. I could hardly see the rest of the room around me, even though it was late morning. The situation being what it was, I felt around for the lamp which I knew resided on his desk. Finding the familiar curves, I lit it and could finally upon my surroundings. To this, there was a quiet but noticeable groan from the direction of the bed. I looked to the source of the noise with my light and found my friend Sherlock Holmes laid about in a most miserable manner.
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16 Jul 2026