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  • Young Volcanoes (A Sherlolly Tale)
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    "What now?" She asked, doe eyes blinking at him. Light brown brows raised as she handed him a cuppa. She had locked to mortuary door, which was unusual for her, but absolutely necessary. Sherlock looked down at his look-alike corpse. He furrowed his brows. "Honestly? ... I've no idea."