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221_b_baker_street2015-01-02 06:33 am
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Entry tags:
- alternate universe,
- alternate universe - historical,
- au,
- bbc sherlock,
- category: au,
- category: romance,
- character: john watson,
- character: mike stamford,
- character: molly hooper,
- character: mrs hudson,
- character: mycroft holmes,
- character: sherlock holmes,
- erotic dreams,
- fanfic,
- fanfiction,
- pairing: sherlock/john,
- rating: pg-13,
- sherlock bbc,
- slash
Sherlock Fanfiction: Salisbury Plain
Title: Salisbury Plain
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
saki101
Characters/Pairings: Sherlock/John, Molly, Mike, Mycroft, Wiggins, OCs
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Slash
Word Count: ~7.5K
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not mine and no money is being made.
Summary: When the hanging stones had only stood on the plain for a few centuries and the thriving community around them was a crossroads for knowledge and goods, there was a learned man who saw what others didn’t and a well-travelled soldier who had seen wonders and wanted to see more. (Or: first meeting in a very different place and time.)
A/N: Written forwhat_alchemy whose generous prompts for the December 2014 Holmestice Exchange included "AUs with a unique twist, magical or otherwise" which lit a strange, blue spark in my head!
Excerpt: "The stones framed the fading grey light. Amidst the gathered shadows, a darker shadow bent over his work. A small flame lit his pale face.
Under one lintel, two small figures appeared.
“Are they gone?” the pale one asked, in a deep voice the stones liked..."
On AO3
On LJ
Author:
saki101Characters/Pairings: Sherlock/John, Molly, Mike, Mycroft, Wiggins, OCs
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Slash
Word Count: ~7.5K
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not mine and no money is being made.
Summary: When the hanging stones had only stood on the plain for a few centuries and the thriving community around them was a crossroads for knowledge and goods, there was a learned man who saw what others didn’t and a well-travelled soldier who had seen wonders and wanted to see more. (Or: first meeting in a very different place and time.)
A/N: Written for
what_alchemy whose generous prompts for the December 2014 Holmestice Exchange included "AUs with a unique twist, magical or otherwise" which lit a strange, blue spark in my head!Excerpt: "The stones framed the fading grey light. Amidst the gathered shadows, a darker shadow bent over his work. A small flame lit his pale face.
Under one lintel, two small figures appeared.
“Are they gone?” the pale one asked, in a deep voice the stones liked..."
On AO3
On LJ