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Title: All The Fragile Things
Author: [livejournal.com profile] wave_of_sorrow
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Holmes/Watson (if you want to read it that way)
Verse: Unspecified
Rating: G
Word Count: 737
Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't claim. No money being made.
Summary:
Watson cradles the letter Holmes left him to his chest as though it were something precious and fragile, not knowing how infinitely more precious and fragile the letter he will never read is.
Spoilers/Warnings: spoilers for FINA
A/N: Fill for a prompt at [livejournal.com profile] shkinkmeme Based on/inspired by Stuck in A Moment You Can't Get Out Of by U2. As always, no need to know the song for the story to make sense.

Comments and ConCrit are ♥!


Holmes is rarely afraid, never scared. He likes to think that there is nothing in this world that he hasn’t already heard. He spends his days trying to do the right thing, pursuing justice without expecting to ever really find it. All he is trying to find is a melody to play in his own company, a sense of peace that seems to slip out of his grasp whenever he comes near it.

Looking down Reichenbach Falls, Holmes has to realize that there are many things he has never heard or seen or felt before.

He watches Watson go from denial to despair in the space of a few minutes and, though he knows that it is impossible, he fancies he can still hear Watson’s tears splash onto the rocks. Watson cradles the letter Holmes left him to his chest as though it were something precious and fragile, not knowing how infinitely more precious and fragile the letter he will never read is.

***

Dearest Watson,

There are many things I should have said to you while we still had the time, but I said none of them and instead of burdening you with them now I shall say only this:

I never thought you were a fool, Watson. Your inability to master your emotions is one of the many reasons I love you so. All I ask of you now is to stand up straight and carry your own weight and leave me behind. You need not carry the weight of the dead. I will not say ‘do not weep’, but now is not the time for grief or for sorrow. These tears will get you nowhere, dearest.

I still remember how much meeting you felt like yanking dusty curtains apart to let the sunlight in. You were like an explosion of colour and light, like Chinese fireworks in the night sky. And all those days spent running through London, all those evenings in the sitting room, all those nights you filled with fireworks just to coax the smallest of smiles from me, they left you with nothing. I left you with nothing.

I am still enchanted, mesmerized by the light you brought to me. I still wish I could listen through your ears and see the world through your eyes. Would it be like looking through glasses tinted with compassion?

I am well aware that this will not be easy for you, but don’t waste your time worrying. Don’t be a fool. Don’t allow yourself to get stuck here, in this moment. I know that you feel as if this was the end, but it isn’t. It’s a long way down to nothing at all, and you aren’t even halfway there. There is so much for you out there, so much to do and live and love.

You need to get yourself together, get out of this place, this moment that you’re trying so hard to cling to and get stuck in. Don’t wait. Don’t linger. Don’t say that later will be better. Just leave this - me, us, all of it - leave it behind and let it go.

Now this is the important part, Watson, the part I want you to remember: If the lonely darkness of the night spills over into your days, and if the daylight won’t last, and if you falter along the way and can’t go on - it’s just a moment, these times will pass.

I remain, sincerely yours,

Sherlock Holmes


***

Holmes watches as Watson slowly tries to compose himself and gather up the pieces of his heart, some forever lost to the greedy jaws of the falls. It feels as though he is seeing everything through the haze of a nightmare, vision blurred and fraying at the edges. He fancies that seeing Watson’s retreating form grow smaller and smaller before disappearing into the distance feels a lot like falling. Only he never hits the bottom.

He crumples the unread letter and throws it down into the mouth of the falls, to lie there and rest alongside broken hearts and unspoken words; all the fragile things in the world to be washed away and get lost in the seas of time.

Were he a sentimental man, Holmes would look back. But he is not, and so he doesn’t see the ink bleed black and mix with swirling crimson and, finally, disappear like a melody will dissolve into the air.

Date: 2010-09-30 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] murf1307.livejournal.com
Oh dear. I do believe Sherlock Holmes just made me cry.

*huggles Holmes n Watson*

This is so sad and sweet and earnest — it's surely the reality of what Holmes was feeling at Reichenbach, and I love it.

Date: 2010-10-06 05:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
D: I didn't mean to make you cry! *hands tissues*

I'm very happy you liked this, though. Thank you for commenting!

Date: 2010-09-30 12:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tabby-stardust.livejournal.com
This is gorgeous.

I... I think I've got something in my eye. And my other eye too. *rubs*

Date: 2010-10-06 05:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
*snugs* Thank you so much, bb. Very pleased you liked this. ♥

Date: 2010-09-30 01:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] genagirl.livejournal.com
to lie there and rest alongside broken hearts and unspoken words; all the fragile things in the world to be washed away and get lost in the seas of time. Oh, you reduced me to tears with that. This was so beautiful.

Date: 2010-10-06 05:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
Thank you! ♥

Date: 2010-09-30 04:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enkiduts.livejournal.com
That was breathtakingly beautiful!

Thank you for sharing and so thrilled that you are able to write again!

Love,
Lisa

Date: 2010-10-06 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
Thank you so much, dear. <3

Date: 2010-09-30 09:45 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] amaraal.livejournal.com
Beautiful as always. Glad you'll be back on board :) Poor Holmes and Watson. What about the fic Holmes speaking German? I'll be looking forward to it and thank you for this lovely story. <3333

Date: 2010-10-06 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
Thank you, dear! <3

I haven't forgotten about that fic! Life is going to be a bit hectic, but I will get around to writing it! :)

Date: 2010-10-06 07:17 pm (UTC)
ext_565103: (fiona pink)
From: [identity profile] amaraal.livejournal.com
She lives!!!! <333333333 And replies :) Thankyouthankyouthankyou :) Of course you do :) You are addicted to them, are you not? I nearly forgot about that. And then... I have forgotten that :) Life is a bit unruly, I agree :) If anything happens it happens all at the same time! Aber: Ich bin gespannt!!! :) Yes! A German, too :) (We are not alone on this board ;)) Greetings!!!

Date: 2010-09-30 11:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wlk68.livejournal.com
Oh....*wibble*

Date: 2010-10-06 06:03 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-09-30 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jenlee1.livejournal.com
Oh... so lovely.

*sniffle*

Date: 2010-10-06 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
Thank you! ♥

Date: 2010-10-01 02:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agaryulnaer86.livejournal.com
*sniffle*

Beautiful and heartbreaking. I can never quite handle stories about Reichenbach.

Date: 2010-10-06 06:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
*hands tissues*

Thank you so much for reading and commenting!

Date: 2010-10-01 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blacktablet.livejournal.com
There are so many sentences here that are absolutely beautiful. The whole first paragraph about how Holmes wants to do good but is cynical enough to not think he'll actually find justice. It's so sad... But this:

He crumples the unread letter and throws it down into the mouth of the falls, to lie there and rest alongside broken hearts and unspoken words; all the fragile things in the world to be washed away and get lost in the seas of time.

Oh god, just this. You'd only need these words to tell a story - not that it's a bad thing there are more, but you know. I love how part of the letter is Holmes ensuring - or trying to do so - that Watson will not pine, will not waste his life grieving. Makes me wonder about why he didn't leave this letter.

I spotted a few ConCrit things, nothing major: 1) he can still hear Watson’s tears splash onto the rocks. Sounds a bit... purple, to be honest. :P 2) It feels as though he was seeing everything tense slipped there, is instead of was. 3) disappear like a melody will dissolve into the air. I think you could do with a simple present tense there instead of future tense, but it's more of a stylistical choice.

It's good to hear you've been able to get back to writing. <3

Date: 2010-10-06 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for the lovely feedback, bb. It is most appreciated. ♥

I really liked the first paragraph myself, so I'm pleased to hear I'm not the only one! :D

Makes me wonder about why he didn't leave this letter.

Me too, bb, me too. I honestly don't know why he didn't. And he's not being very cooperative right now. *prods Holmes* Talk to me~

Eeee! There's ConCrit! *drools all over you* >.>

1) What do you mean 'purple'? This whole thing is a ball of ultraviolet light! :P In all seriousness though, I can see what you mean. I'll admit, the line felt...off, but I was too tired to change it. In retrospect, I'd change half of the lines up there, so that's probably not saying much either.

2) Ack! >.< Thanks for pointing that out. <3

3) Hm. I think I prefer future tense there, but like you said, it's more of a stylistical choice.

Again, thank you so much for your comment, bb. <3

Date: 2010-10-11 01:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] monkiainen.livejournal.com
Oh Holmes, I think you just broke my heart :( So sad :(

Date: 2010-10-11 04:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wave-of-sorrow.livejournal.com
D: *attempts to fix your heart with duct tape*

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