"Thoughts. All she can hear are thoughts, whispering and elusive, a thousand choruses, her pulse so loud and distracting above it all. Twirling double helices dance before hazed eyes clouded with fatigue, with weariness. The wings of the lines on her lids do nothing to help her fly. 'I'm sick, Delphine.'" Spoilers for Season 1. POV, Cosima. Lyrics from "Human," by Daughter.

Just a normal morning at 221B, although it does have a first proper kiss and a towel drop done by a mischievous consulting detective.

John's face crumples in on itself and the hurt that's been rattling around between his bones suddenly erupts into a painful bloom, and he falls. Sherlock Holmes, even in death, remains the only man capable of bringing John Watson to his knees.

For a paper at school, I had to write a scene from another characters point of view from the book Bless Me, Ultima. For my character, I chose Florence.For the scene, I chose his death.