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hahahahah LOON LOOK I HAVE MY PHOTOSHOP ASSIGNMENT TOO OH YAY IT IS HORRIBLY DONE BUT LOOK DO I CARE.

actually I do.

So yeah. Most of it was all about ES but then I gave up because. 

Well. I don't really know but that part about stars.

the stars say I have to draw today and so I did.

I drew something out of proportion and I hope no one noticed it.

Oh who am I kidding.

The second picture probably sounds wrong but anyway.

It was when we were highing together sometime ago...

I think.

She murmurs a short chant, trying to warm his tensed, stiff and cold body.

"I'll let you be Sherlock next time. I'll let you be Sherlock-"

-bang-

and the world collapsed, in front of her eyes as scarlet coloured his face and head and every-

"I'll let you be Sherlock- please."

She looks into the eyes of his murderer, only to hear-

"It had to be done."

"NO- YOU DON'T-HE WASN'T GOING TO CHANGE- HE WAS ALL FINE YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THIS- I- I wanted to let him be Sherlock for once-" 

and she falls, down into this bottomless pit of memories and every single word she utters when he begs to be Sherlock.

'Now's not the time. I've got work-'

'Everything's fine, you know. There're no mysteries-'

'You know you're not- not as observant as Sherlock Holmes.'

'He's not real.'

'You've got work to do.'

'Not now, NOT NOW!'

"M-mom, can I be Sherl-Sherlock- now." she thinks she hears this from his cracked lips and she can only nod, cradling her fallen angel in her arms.

"Yes-yes-Sherlock. I'll let you be Sherlock-"