Angels - Sherlock Fanfic
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Sherlock fell. He died. I watched it.
But angels have to fall so that they can walk among us..
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John starts seeing things. He starts seeing Sherlock. One time, he follows. John is thrown into what Sherlock tried to keep him out of. The eye of Moriarty's storm. Both Sherlock and John are desperate to find each other. Whilst the storm rages around them, determined to destroy them.
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