a/n: this was inspired by a quote used by The Death Frisbee in her fic "Trickster Tricked"; wishing her a very happy birthday:-)
Quote is from Sun Tzu-The Art of War.
I own no aspect of Sherlock BBC
Through Shadows
If you could read this, Sherlock,
you would know how hard I try; and
know how slow my steps are as
the empty days go by. The
enemy drew closer
and you chose to take the fall, you
know I'll always wish you saved
yourself, in losing
you, I lost it all.
Need I really say it's
not the way I saw the end?
Fear and helpless terror at
the action of a friend; the shattering
result of well laid plans,
of truth and lies;
a scheme I would have fought a
hundred
battles to revise.
~0~
If I had not believed
you, if I'd thought the whole thing through, I
know you'd still be here, you knew
yourself, how much that's true;
but blindly I obeyed you,
not considering at all
the cards held by the
enemy, the reasons
for your fall.
Every step is just a hollow
victory at best;
gained without you, Sherlock; (how
you still disturb my rest.)
Will nightmares fade and will I
also find my cares retreat? Or
suffer still for friendship; such
a bittersweet
defeat?
~0~
If you could see through shadows, John,
you would
know that I'm still here, and sadly
neither grief nor yearning overcomes
the fear. The
enemy is watching every single move you make; no premature
nor hasty move, no unrehearsed mistake. You know
yourself, how much
you strive to keep a friend from pain; I
will not fail, will not
succumb to heartbeat over brain.
In this, as in all cases past, in
every task begun; I'll guard you from these shadows till the
battle, John, is won.
~0~