brain-food:

Elementary by John Tibbot / Print

When you walk with Sherlock Holmes, you see the battlefield. 

Even when the sun is burning,
Saving graces,
I must always run the race on my own.

The Chimera by Pakost

 You’re not ordinary. No. You’re me. You’re me!

I owe you a fall, Sherlock. I. owe. you.