1

"He deserves effortless, pure love," William utters quietly. It seems even the rain has subsided in order to listen to his whispered confession. "But I cannot shroud his world in light, when mine is so thoroughly shrouded in darkness. My candle's flame died long ago and the matches are soaked, drenched in the blood I have spilled. I cannot dare to love him, not with this tainted heart, for I am afraid of extinguishing his flame as well."

*

William wakes up after the fall, feeling lost when faced with this new-found freedom. Sherlock confronts his feelings after running from them for so long.