‘London haven’t changed one a bit. I don’t know what to do with myself. We spend hours walking around the city. Just to get away from that damned apartment. People are turning heads. Big ones on the loose are still catching the attention. Ridiculous. He seems wary of me, as I limp. Keeping an eye all the time. That’s his way of coping. So I’ll keep him out. As long as he needs it. As long as we need it. Rare warm sun comes out. Bringing the memories.’
wow. mushy as fuck. XD I had this idea of John’s time after Afghanistan and 221B. yup. Kinda playing with colors, as I still am total noob. Now I rest.
Lady Karasu 