Hello, all,
First I'd like to apologize for the delay in my writing and would like to say that I a) haven't disappeared, b) haven't died, and c) haven't lost interest in Tea Leaves.
My delay comes from a few factors including general business, but mostly from scarring and a torn ligament in my dominant hand which affects everything from my eating ability to my writing to my typing. I'm trying to save my energy for schoolwork (I am still in high school- you know, that rather useless hellhole where they give you lots of work and no life skills?) and speaking of which, I'm getting a C in a class, which is really out of the ordinary for me and stressing me out.
With that, in addition to the suicide of a family member and the recent loss of a friend to brain cancer, it's been kind of hard to get my creative fluff-juices flowing. Needless to say, The Boyfriend is helping me get myself back on track and is encouraging me to write again because it will help me feel better.
Right! Hope to get back on schedule soon, all. I haven't forgotten you, and I still love all of you.
Regards,
Aralas
Phase
"It's a phase," said a voice behind John mildly.
John turned around, tearing his eyes away from an enthused Sherlock and Jim discussing a case with Lestrade (Jim was often consulted, for he was eager to help and was brilliant in a way John wasn't).
Mycroft sat on the back counter, straightening a beige tie. John didn't even bother to ask how he'd gotten there."What do you mean by that?"
"Sherlock always loved his new, shiny toys," purred Mycroft. "They distracted him as long as he could dissect them, puzzle over them...but he always returned to his favorites."
Prompt was #43: beige