Melancholy suits her moods in the most recent days of her life, being in love with Sherlock Holmes.
One could say she has become quite tolerant of the turmoil and pain her heart endures.
Love can make even the most rational and logical thinkers act in ways out of their normal procedures.
Love can also royally screw up her entire life and make the small woman loathe every fiber of her being.
Yearning for a man she knows as the most unobtainable and ignorant, yet mysterious and unique.
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Her heart longs to break away from him, but its impossible. No matter the amount of torment and confusion.
Oblivion is welcome to her subconscious as she drifts to sleep at night, but the nightmares of Moriarty haunt her.
Often at night, she feels the presence of Sherlock in her home, used as one of his bolt-holes. He's a dark angel, blanketing her with security.
Perhaps if she could not have his heart, she would gladly accept his strength and protection, silently guarding against her fears.
Eventually, one of his enemies would discover about her, the woman behind his faked demise. She thinks it won't affect him if she's gone.
Reality burns her as she sees Jim Moriarty smiling, the pain enflaming her body, the blood seeping from her veins until her last breath and beat of her fragile heart.
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She would never hear the consulting detective softly weeping for her, never feel his tears fall on her face, his arms holding her lifeless body close, more so than he had ever cradled anything so precious to him.
She would never know how much she truly counted to him. That much so is evident. She died believing her absence from his life would not hold a hint of significance to him.
The fire in his heart began with her death, not even with the residue of ash and smoke to cloak the grief. She was gone and nothing would be the same again for him. His view of London would be forever shadowed with misery and darkness, overlooked with his vigilance and intellect. He would fail to ignore the pangs of his heart when her voice filled his head, a young woman who held his damaged soul.
