Here, the tragedy that befell Holmes and I at the Reichenbach Falls, as some may remember, at the hands of Professor James Moriarty. No words could ever express the heartbreak and anguish I feel still at the very memories. We are haunted ever by it. I leave it here, as a reminder of the perils we have outlived. —J.H.W
A moment of quiet contemplation, Holmes slumbers and wakes by moments, his wounds healing steadily.
-John Watson
(Source: jarfishy, via paper-nocturne)
sherlockismyholmie asked: Hello there!!!! I was just wondering if you had the Discombobulate sheet music in a pdf form or something that you'd be willing to share with me? :) I'd love you forever
You can find Holmes’ music sheet perusing this very archive indeed.
Yours truly,
-John Watson
Anonymous asked: { do the three of you delightful people have personal blogs or twitter accounts, outside of this, where one might form friendships with you? }
Absolutely,
Please introduce yourself through these addresses:
Holmes’ records: @SHolmesEsq
John Watson’s notes: @MyDearestWatson
Miss. Adler’s mischief: VenturousIrene
We would be delighted to make your acquaintance.
Yours truly,
-John Watson
Given the season, it would be adequate to share with our readers the lovely work of miss tabby_stardust, a relation of Mr. Porter, who kindly showed me her work. I haven’t had the pleasure of her acquaintance as of yet but since I was rather pleasantly impressed by her work she has agreed to allow Holmes and myself to display it; I believe it makes a rather handsome addition to the archive.
It’s the very charming enthusiasm of our readers and dear ladies that makes me wish to work on this compilation of our adventures again, with my gratitude to Mr. @jcporter1 for his great efforts in polishing my inexplicable mess of notations for this particular entry, and Miss @CrystalMage for her lovely words of expectative for these writings. I have modified the format according to your suggestions and I expect you’ll find it more familiar and friendly to peruse.
Yours truly,
John Watson
MyDearestWatson A nervous sense of urgency descended upon us as we traveled by train, it felt like an eternity, no doubt because of the nature of this case.
MyDearestWatson Finally the horses come to a halt and Holmes leaps from the cab, full of that urgent sense of helping the desperate parents find their child.
I was fond of recalling those times, until the crushing ending, the memory of which still haunts my thoughts and chills my skin to-day.
-Holmes
It has been quite a pleasant day, with the sun shinning and the breeze soothing my nerves, which have been shattered by a mischievous Holmes who can’t seem to let go of April Fool’s spirit. Truly, even the animals fear him now, putting jam on my hat was a little bit too much, and Mrs, hudson refuses to enter the rooms anymore while Flycroft and Gladstone bemoan their fates, certainly I shall have to take matters in my own hands and return Holmes’ attentions in equal measure. He better be prepared.
We are most grateful for our new readers, and hope you will find pleasure perusing our past adventures. The pages I am about to add to-day seem to oddly reflect the childish war about to be unleashed at 221B.
-W
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