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The Valley of Fear (Part 1): Apology
Canon Story: The Valley of Fear
Title: Apology
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Rating: G
Notes: Watson's PoV. And no Beta-reading for these, pray your forgiveness.
The opening scene of this story is just so brilliant.
"I am inclined to think--" said I.
"I should do so," Sherlock Holmes remarked impatiently.
I believe that I am one of the most long-suffering of mortals; but I'll admit that I was annoyed at the sardonic interruption. "Really, Holmes," said I severely, "you are a little trying at times."
He was too much absorbed with his own thoughts to give any immediate answer to my remonstrance.
Over the time I got accustomed to such behaviour. His reactions (or the lack of those) still bother me occasionally, like right now. But his words harm unintentionally, sometimes he doesn’t realise until I highlight it. We move over, I forget and forgive instantly, but he does not.
The collection of novels I received as his apology grows unbearably extensive.
Title: Apology
Author:
winryweissRating: G
Notes: Watson's PoV. And no Beta-reading for these, pray your forgiveness.
The opening scene of this story is just so brilliant.
"I am inclined to think--" said I.
"I should do so," Sherlock Holmes remarked impatiently.
I believe that I am one of the most long-suffering of mortals; but I'll admit that I was annoyed at the sardonic interruption. "Really, Holmes," said I severely, "you are a little trying at times."
He was too much absorbed with his own thoughts to give any immediate answer to my remonstrance.
Over the time I got accustomed to such behaviour. His reactions (or the lack of those) still bother me occasionally, like right now. But his words harm unintentionally, sometimes he doesn’t realise until I highlight it. We move over, I forget and forgive instantly, but he does not.
The collection of novels I received as his apology grows unbearably extensive.