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The Natural End

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LETTURE 22
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benedict cumberbatch freeman holmes john johnlock martin sherlock watson

A Johnlock fanfiction.

Sherlock has always kept his brain clear and perfect. He has never bothered with petty human feelings. Emotion is weakness.

Until he feels it firsthand. His perfect brain transforms into a place of want, need, and an indescribable ache that leaves him incapable of any clear thought.

He yearns to be rid of it, but the farther he goes from the people that make him feel, the worse it becomes.

Timeline: Describes events from The Reichenbach Fall to the Christmas Special, then diverges to a path of original events.

*OBVIOUSLY I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS OR THE STORY OF SHERLOCK HOLMES*Tutti i diritti riservati

benedict cumberbatch freeman holmes john johnlock martin sherlock watson

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