'His coat came back, sooner or later. Wasn't sure. The time kept slipping between his fingers like loose sand, pillowing at his feet, in his ears. "-job, Sherlock; you did good," John was murmuring...'
Praise whoever may be out there listening that good quality fanfiction exists!
Really! It's out there! I'VE SEEN IT!!!!
*Ahem*
...I love well-written, nuanced, character-exploring, theme-exploring fanfiction. (You may have noticed.)