


❝ Listen, what I said before, John, I meant it. I don't have friends. I've just got one.
Why do you need to be alone?
the name’s Sherlock Holmes, and the address is 221B Baker Street
Your mind. It’s so placid. Straightforward. Barely used. Mine’s like an engine, racing out of control. A rocket, tearing itself to pieces trapped on the launch pad. I need a case!
sherlock holmes // consulting detective 7
NOT DEAD.