(I figured you guys could handle more than one rp at a time, and a lot of people requested post-Reichenbach, so here you are!!)
"Goodbye John." His voice cracked.
Then he jumped.
And was gone.
Days have passed since then. Article after article came out all about two things. One, Sherlock Holmes is a fraud. Two, Sherlock Holmes is dead.
Faith has been lost in the majority of London, but some still remains in the hearts of his friends, his co-workers, and yes, even his enemies. But how long they can believe has yet to be questioned...And also to be questioned, the fate of London without the great detective....
"You used to captivate me by your resonating mind, and now I'm bound by the life you left behind..."