I just LOVE it.
Finished it as far as it is.
Astounding work, I must say.

Still a bit dazed with the 'ending'

Greetings
Melchetta

No, no, that won't do! that won't do at all!
So much to say! So much to explore and bottle out! Josh is a marvellous character by the way - I think i forgot to stress it. Four years of work and I devoured it in two days and now... Gosh, I know you havn't updated in a whole year. O please, please! Take your time, enjoy your writing, but please! Don't let it be like this with Wtason as a jerk and Holmes as a devasted man. (I'm not even talking about the child. I know you respect history in your describing of Josh's rasing-up but anyway it's hard to accept for a modern reader)
You really are a good writer. Thanks again and again for the time you spent for our pleasure :) I really hope to hear about this story again.

The way humankind is creative when it comes to make itself suffer...

I'm still here but I'm dead. More and more. I think you may be stabbing my back with a poisonus dagger through my coffin. So little hope, even if it's the brightest, lost in so thick darknesses...
And so much WORK! So much hours you may have passed, typing and researching for us! I love fics and other piece of work you may relay on to learn some historic, social, or human stuff.

from the highest moutain to the deepest abyss the fall is hard. Sorry if my comments are more and more empty but I can't think properly right now. Just want you to know I'm still here, reading and engrossed like never with a fic.

This story is a field of rabbit holes. I can't make up with a better praise XD

My my... You really are not afraid of difficulties, are you? Playing with history and social realities... I mean, you have done it before, but I feel it was not the same degree of involvment. Bravo, whoever you are. I appreciate the courage in this act. Sometimes writing seems to me like a box match where you have to be ready to recieve blows and suffer to make it trough for the best. I'm rambling. Perhaps you do not see what I mean but my awe is genuine.

Hey again! I'm glad I discovered this fic years after you started it 'cause I would not have survived the waiting. This is marvellous and I like the bit of hormon, bit of feelings, bit of mystery, bit of religion, bit of logic, bit of humor... This melting pot of styles and subjects makes it all real.

angsty! but now I really must put my germs under a thick and warm blanketf. Many thanks for this lovely reading night.

Well that was an entrée! This sister character is quite a twister! Can't wait to see The Encounter with the rest of the little *family* but I somehow doubt it to be painless.

Gash... The last sentence is the foot-blow on the clutching fingers. I should fall into sleep but let's say it's christmas and chapter 11 is my gift.

I'm not sure which one was the biggest ** ;) Holmes, perhaps, for bringing por injuried Watson to the falls on all places. And yet, the other loging was a good-one too. Man... I cant help but have the deepest sympathy for the lovers of darkest times (I know our time has nothing to be proud of but we made some little progresses anyway)

I have a hard time to picture Watson as the sarcastic-one, but otherwise... It's just wonderful the way the 'case' is mirroring the main plot. Helps us to understand the deepness of the engaged feelings.
And the last scene... *speechless* I may have read it in a peculiar way, but... first I held my breath when Watson discovered the truth, then (second bullet, thank you) I swear it was fear when the doctor realized it was made for him to understand. I KNEW it was not the right stream but I couldn't help being alongside with Watson, knowing a shadow was looking at us, ready to confront our minds already racked by the turmoil. It was almost a surprise (and relief) to read about the absent Holmes and his present thoughts.
For your info now I'm certainly ill (influeza, who knows?) and dead frozen but I can't go to bed, hanging on a cliff as I am :)

'a great mind... with two attics' You masterize words. And what a work! I admire the effects you made with this flash-back and various POV (kind of) chapter. For now and further, sorry if my comments are obscurs or non-readable. I do certainly not handle english with your talent! ;)

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I have no words
And it's just chapter 6. You are going to kill me, aren't you?
Let's say this chapter was like watching a movie and reading a hidden doyle all the same.