Sherlock Fic: Timeless Requiem
An abortive attempt to fulfill the "timeless requiem" prompt for thegameison_sh. I figured I'd share it anyway... while I go and try to think of something else to write. :-)
Timeless Requiem
His violin sang the pain of a life without love - the horror of unappreciated genius - the torment of work that might never be finished. His bow moved faster and faster.
He closed his eyes. He needed to concentrate if he was to successfully express another man’s…
“Mr. Holmes, if you do not open your eyes during rehearsals, you will be kicked out of this orchestra! I do not conduct out of a life-long desire for tennis elbow!”
Sherlock opened his eyes and blinked once.
Then he stood up and stalked out of the hall.
Mozart was an overrated prat anyway.