ghostbees : > I had the opportunity to rework this (very) old comic > (nine years!!!!) for > the latest issue of The Watsonian > , who are always > such darlings. >...
torturedspoetsdepartment : > i really love it when people here are “not normal” about the > things they love. yes!! break down the scene that you’ve been > obsessi...
sygneth : > sygneth > : > > >> I cannot believe I managed to finish this so quickly???? >> I have a couple more ideas for some short comics with them but the...
nae812 : > Victory’s mine or Victor is mine?
myemuisemo : > There is so much characterization tucked into “The Statement of > the Case” in the 2nd of Letters from Watson about The Sign of the > Four. To mars...
paulgadzikowski : > pedanther > : > > >> myemuisemo >> : >> >> >>> In both #3 and #4 of the Letters from Watson for The SIgn of the >>> Four, Watson...
> A set of steps stood at one side of the room, in the midst of a > litter of lath and plaster, and above them there was an opening in > the ceiling large enoug...
> The third flight of stairs ended in a straight passage of some > length, with a great picture in Indian tapestry upon the right of it > and three doors upon the l...
> Sherlock Holmes took the lamp and led the way, for Thaddeus > Sholto’s teeth were chattering in his head. So shaken was he that > I had to pass my hand under hi...
> Our guide had left us the lantern. Holmes swung it slowly round, and > peered keenly at the house, and at the great rubbish-heaps which > cumbered the grounds. Miss�...
> He held up the lantern, and his hand shook until the circles of > light flickered and wavered all round us. Miss Morstan seized my > wrist, and we all stood with ...
> “Very sorry, Mr. Thaddeus,” said the porter, inexorably. “Folk > may be friends o’ yours, and yet no friends o’ the master’s. > He pays me well to do my�...
obsob : > the joy of creation :3 !! (anything worth doing is worth doing > badly) >
theonekierce : >> “Looks pretty fresh for an Old Master, doesn’t she?” said >> Raffles. >> His tone was strange. I could only suppose that he was jealous of ...
thefisherqueen : >> Miss Morstan’s demeanor was as resolute and collected as ever. I >> endeavored to cheer and amuse her by reminiscences of my >> adventures in�...
> My first impulse was, of course, to call for assistance; but I could > not but recognize that there was every chance that I would be > accused of his murder. His ...
> When in India, he and I, through a remarkable chain of > circumstances, came into possession of a considerable treasure. I > brought it over to England, and on the ...
> “Early in 1882 my father received a letter from India which was a > great shock to him. He nearly fainted at the breakfast-table when he > opened it, and from th...
> In a flash I saw his plan. > > “You’re going for the picture while we’re at dinner?” > > “I am.” > > “If he hears you?” > > “He sha'n’t.” >...
> And see him I did, towards one o'clock next day. I was watching for > him from my window in Mount Street, when he drove up furiously in a > hansom, and jumped ou...