Sherlock and Moriarty nonsense

[improbablenotimpossible]

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[hatesdeerstalkers]

[For a moment - he thought everything would be alright.

And then, he sees what Sherlock is trying to do - and his face immediately goes pale, or paler past the pain and blood loss.]

Don't!!

[But, he can't do anything. Just hanging on is the most he can do, and even his grip is beginning to loosen, bit by bit, to that hand.

Tears finally come to his eyes, spilling over before vanishing in the spray from the waterfall, his eyes wide.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He could feel himself slipping, the instinctive desire to live, the beast inside screaming to grab hold - to stop but, he had spent much of his life learning to deal with that voice - silencing, feeding it, now - in his head, he roared at it to be silent.

This was the logical choice, a criminal or a detective - it's obvious whose life is more important to the world]

You're the one-

[And with a hitch, his fingers slipped out of the glove entirely, gravity yanking him down, only seeing those pained blue eyes as he descended, disappearing from sight]