"When angels can no longer fly, they fall to their deaths..." Four months after their first confrontation in the swimming hall, bored Sherlock Holmes is recontacted by none other than Jim Moriarty and forced into offering his consultations on a rather troubling case. What seems like a small request from the criminal s...
Moriarty is alive. He has a new plan since his perspectives of Sherlock have changed. Some things are about to happen...
"I HAVE BEEN RELIABLY INFORMED I DON'T HAVE ONE." "BUT WE BOTH KNOW THAT'S NOT QUITE TRUE." // written in a moment of inspiration, tell me if it's lame ok // also posted on my ao3 from blackcameos(thebaesicme)