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"I knew what she was, and it made no difference at all. She was hard, as ruthless as she was beautiful, as brittle as bone china." *** Lana White, the allusive woman living in 221C. Sherlock has known her for as long as he's lived on Baker Street, she's always just been there. They never spoke, just a fleeting glance of each other around the corner, like a wraith. That is, until Lana becomes a necessity to Sherlock that he would rather not have. She was a drug, constantly with you, prodding at your brain from under the surface. Drugs are dangerous, addictive, and sometimes lethal, something the innocent girl with the innocent name prides herself on. Sociopath? No, she's much worse. If only Sherlock noticed the psychotic glint in her eye the first time they met. *** BBC Sherlock @his-rosaline cover by; burningbrightfire
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