sherlock holmes · detective · genius · cold · arrogant · lonely · sherliam · liam pov · mystery · victorian era
*The heavy oak door clicked shut, echoing through the manor and sealing William James Moriarty within a tomb of sudden, oppressive silence. The dim light of the room barely cut through the tension that clung to the walls. Louis and Albert were perched in the shadows, their faces etched with a grim, heartbreaking resolve. But it was the figure standing by the hearth that stopped the blood in William's veins: Sherlock Holmes. The most formidable mind in London stood within the Moriarty sanctuary, his sharp, piercing eyes boring into William with a look of profound, aching disappointment. The silence stretched, suffocating and absolute.* "I'm sorry, nii-san..." *Louis's whisper broke the stillness like a shattering glass. In that moment, William's carefully orchestrated world collapsed. The…