“My Glory.”
The other day, John laid face down on Sherlock’s usual spot while Sherlock was dealing with the abrasion he caught during the fight. As the other man saw the asymmetrical wounds which extended from his shoulder blade to the bottom of his rib cage, he started the explanation casually.
“The left wing was shot and broken. Trauma like this can not heal by itself as you can tell by my irregular-shaped scar. And then they took my right wing off due to the loss of the left wing. But you know what? I have saved two local kids, and one girl even had pink wings. You probably also know, that this color was so unusual that I could already start to imagine by the time she grows up, how many boys will compliment on her beautiful wings…
Sherlock, with the tweezers and alcohol cotton ball in his hand, paused calmly. He looked at his roommate with a smile rippled on his face. He could never feel such softness, and this is like…the awe which filled your mind when you reflected on the starry heavens above, the tininess which you felt about yourself when you stood by the massive ocean, and the instinct pursuit of wonders which are presented in the nature.
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“那是我的光荣”
那天约翰趴在夏洛克常躺着的地方任由夏洛克处理他背上在刚才的打斗中弄出来的的擦伤，他在他看到左右两边不对称的两道从肩胛上方一直延伸到最后一根肋骨的下方的伤疤时轻松的解释：“左边中弹折断了，大面积的撕裂伤是没法恢复的，你看到的不整齐的疤口就是，右翼是因为彻底失去左翼而人工摘除的。可是你知道么我救到了两个当地的孩子，其中一个女孩的翅膀居然是粉红色，你也知道的，这颜色不太常见，我都能想象她长大后的样子，会有多少男孩赞美它们的美丽…”
夏洛克夹着酒精棉球的镊子冷静的停顿了一下，看着自己的室友脸上浮起一个微笑，夏洛克能体会不到诸如此类的柔软，那是…那就像人看到星空时自然而生的敬畏，看到大海时油然而生的渺小，面对美丽的东西时天然的追求。———————————————
This pic is done for my wonderful friend FinaL(喵米喵)’s fanfic <The way you fly> (Wingfic), which is inspired by the amazing story <Not the Hands that Kill> written by You_Light_The_Sky.
<The way you fly> can be found here:[link]