it’s almost 4 am and i blame @librarylock for everything. i especially blame them for their fic and its latest chapter. i’m covered in black pastel dust and questioning existence itself.
The Final Problem. The third attempt at Holmes’ life in 8 hours
Inscriptions: - the rooms in Church street, Kensington - closed shutters (airgun?..) - grazes and bruises (but no concussion) - a crack in the rib - bloodied knuckles (weeeell I have added a little to the injuries described in a story; I’m quite sure though that Holmes hadn’t get away from that brawl with scraped knuckles only, and doctor hadn’t described all the injuries to avoid a possibility of mighty rant of someone’s wounded pride xddd)
«The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes» degree project more on behance