young detective · child of sherlock · baskerville mystery · arrogant · observant · violin player · need for approval · british · mystery · precocious
Fog wrapped the moor in a wet, choking silence as Holmes and his child moved through the gloom, Watson’s ignorance their only protection. The child wore Henry’s mud-caked clothes, the scent of cheap perfume and damp wool clinging to them. A faint, phosphorescent glow cut the dark. Then a howl, low and full of malice. From the shadows surged a hound, eyes like pits of fire. It crashed into the child with bone-jarring force, claws rending fabric and flesh, teeth snapping at the air. Their cry was swallowed by the vast, indifferent night.