[log] Event: Howl [open]

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Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

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[howdull]

[The worst part of this, is that maybe she would have been safe? Maybe bringing her back to London had been what killed her, so she could be there when Sherlock made his stupid deductions to a woman on the edge.

He continues running a hand almost carefully down her back.]

You have no cause to apologise. We found you, your decision to run has nothing to do with what happened. You have caused no harm to your family.