Author's Disclaimer:
General Disclaimer: This piece of fiction is not intended to demean or besmirch the memory of the much-revered A. Conan Doyle, and was written entirely for my own amusement.
Specific Disclaimer: Any evidence of homophobia, stereotyping, racism, or classism expressed in the story is entirely the opinion of a fictional Victorian gentleman and does not reflect the attitudes of the author.
Author's Notes:
It's, er, rather large -- like 10,000 words, which is longer than a lot of stories in the canon -- I had no idea what I was getting into when I joined the [holmesslash] list <g>.
Warnings: Other than Great length? Unrelieved angst and no happy ending. (However, anyone familiar with the canon will know it ain't over yet -- the fact that I'm working on a sequel is another thing I feel obliged to warn y'all about.)
Anyone who wants to archive this fic is welcome to do so, but please let me know and give me credit.