BBC Sherlock Fic: Heart’s Desire:
A johnlock fairytale.
Dedicated to fuckyeahshezza, without whom it wouldn’t exist.
Once upon a time, two children named John and Harriet lived on a farm near the edge of a forest.
Everyone in the community was respectful and a little frightened of the forest. It gave them bounties of wood and food and all kinds of products that enabled them to thrive. But they knew to offer gifts in return for what they took, so that the forest god wouldn’t get angry and attack them with wolves or storms or fire.
Young and bored in their youth, John and Harry spent most of their time at the edge of the forest. They were wild little children and they liked to wander past its borders without ceremony or any kind of offering for safe passage, the way the woodsmen and hunters had taught everyone. They didn’t bother to hush their voices when they went, either, as they’d spin stories for each other of the adventures they would have one day once they got big went out into the world. They had plenty of hopes and dreams and reckless ideas, and anyone could have told them–and often did–that the world isn’t so kind, but people with hearts like theirs can’t listen to that kind of talk.
So when John grew up, he went off to be a soldier. Later on, he came back wounded and broken and empty, and Harry was there to meet him, her eyes gone as lightless and grey as his. She had never left at all.
Now they just work, like their parents did. Work and wish vaguely, in the place where they used to have dreams when they were young and used to play on the edges of the forest.
But the forest can give many gifts.
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