Sherlock story
Deleted Memories, Chapter 53
Warning: post Reichenbach spoilers. Hope you enjoy
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"If patience is worth anything, it must endure to the end of time. And a living faith will last in the midst of the blackest storm." ~ Mahatma Gandhi
Deleted Memories of Abduction
The next morning, Sherlock woke in his cell. No one came to drag him out that morning. Sherlock never saw her again. He was left alone for three days.
During those three days, Sherlock heard talking and movement.
He paid attention.
He listened.
Novák could not resist saying good morning; however, after that, at least He was left in relative quiet to think. His body recovered somewhat, although he was still weak.
In those three days, Sherlock noticed something new about himself.
Sherlock noticed that if his back was turned to the door, or somehow the guards had entered and he was asleep, he jumped.
He also noticed that sometimes his breathing came too quickly, and he had to concentrate to slow it down.
He told himself that it was a residual effect of the drug.
He told himself that it was an effect of his healing body.
He did this, because he did not want to consider the possibility that maybe, it was fear.
On the fourth day, Sherlock would find out that fear was a real thing.
As he closed his eyes, He heard the words of a book softly spoken in his head.
"Nor crown nor coin can halt time's flight,
or stay the armies of the night.
King and villain, lad and lass,
all answer to the hour glass.
"A gentle hand will help the dead,
to find the way to their last bed.
Who engineers the mortal's end,
will tell you he is man's best friend."
The above lines came from, The Enchanted World: Ghosts by Time-Life Books.
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