Finally, for the first time since he died, Sherlock appears, sitting next to John’s bed in a dark suit, reading a book with birds on the cover, looking like a shiny-eyed crow himself with his head cocked to one side.
“Idiot,” he says fondly, for old times’ sake. John says it back but it nearly breaks his heart.
--aderyn, "Black Dog, or Elegy for an Idiot"
Artist: Alessia Pelonzi.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ADERYN!












