The Dancing Men: Fogs of Baker Street
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sherlock60Canon Story: The Dancing Men
Title: Fogs of Baker Street
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Rating: G
Author's Notes: ...whose clear eyes and florid cheeks told of a life led far from the fogs of Baker Street.
Noxious Experiments
“You’re very quiet, Watson.”
“I’m giving you a hard look, Holmes.”
“But I can’t see it...”
“My point exactly.”
Tobacco
“You know it helps me to think, Watson.”
“It’s giving me a few ideas too.”
Smouldering Curtains
“A black eye, Holmes?”
“Mm. The fog was so thick, I couldn’t see Mrs. Hudson’s hand in front of my face.”
Title: Fogs of Baker Street
Author:
scfrankles Rating: G
Author's Notes: ...whose clear eyes and florid cheeks told of a life led far from the fogs of Baker Street.
Noxious Experiments
“You’re very quiet, Watson.”
“I’m giving you a hard look, Holmes.”
“But I can’t see it...”
“My point exactly.”
Tobacco
“You know it helps me to think, Watson.”
“It’s giving me a few ideas too.”
Smouldering Curtains
“A black eye, Holmes?”
“Mm. The fog was so thick, I couldn’t see Mrs. Hudson’s hand in front of my face.”
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