Oh curse ye vile plot hedgehog, whilst thou never let me rest?
*cough*
oops, seem to have let my inner-Shakespeare out.
Title: Sweet Music
Rating: PG
Synopsis: Challenge Response #2: Holmes, back at Baker Street immediately following Watson's marriage to Mary.
I lay down my violin and sit solemnly back in my chair. I stare down at the precious wood, glinting against the dying embers of our... my fire place.
I can't play.
The sweet precious music that used to pour from my finger tips, the music that I adore so. It's gone.
The music was for him, but he's not here to hear it. It's always been for him.
Silently I reach up to the mantelpiece for my syringe and vial.
Oh John, why did you have to leave me?
*cries*
Please let me go to bed!