The Engineer's Thumb: Dawn

[chess-ka.livejournal.com]

Catching up with missed stories!

Canon story: ENGR
Title: Dawn
Author: Chess Ka
Rating: PG

I never minded rising with the sun, seeing a fresh morning before anyone else stirred. It were promising fine that day, the sky turning blue and clear.

The peace broke soon enough. A white-faced chap staggered off the train, clutching a bloody handkerchief to his hand. There was only one thing to do: I took him to good Doctor Watson.

The Crooked Man: Musing

[chess-ka.livejournal.com]

Canon Story: CROO
Title: Musing
Author: Chess Ka
Rating: G
A/N: I've taken some liberty with the text here because I like clever Mary.

I was greeted by a tired-looking John at breakfast and, surprisingly, Mr. Holmes. He was much animated, and was holding forth on the nature of a small animal that supposedly played a part in a vicious crime.

"A mongoose, perhaps,” I mused as I sipped my tea.

"My dear Mrs. Watson, you may have it!” Mr Holmes exclaimed.

Wisteria Lodge: Waiting

[chess-ka.livejournal.com]

Canon Story: WIST
Title: Waiting
Author: Chess Ka
Rating: PG
A/N: I find this story deeply weird and not very satisfying for many reasons, but I quite like Mrs Durando.

My heart burned with fury when I looked at him. It was well that I knew how to smile through my grief and rage, for I often to scream at him, to scratch at his face, to slit his throat, to make him pay for what he had done to my Victor.

I did not. I smiled, and I waited.

Silver Blaze: Rest

[chess-ka.livejournal.com]

Canon Story: SILV
Title: Rest
Author: Chess Ka
Rating: G
A/N. One of my favourite stories, blending my passion for Holmes with my love of horses :)

Finally I was left in peace. I sighed contentedly, munching my hay. The people had gone, including the fellow who had rubbed my head with an awful wet object, and the foul-smelling man who had shut me in a strange stable. Ned had been the only familiar face. Now, at last, I could have rest easy in my own box.