Comment on The death of Achilles

  1. WhiteGloves!

    It’s 101 days since the day you wrote a comment on my fic. And believe it when I’m saying, there is not a day that I didn’t think of writing you back. I just couldn’t, because… Well, just because. I shouldn’t say this, writing you back feels hard for me, but don’t interpret me wrongly. Maybe I treasure your words just too much, as your comment is the most important comment that I’ve been expecting to receive since I posted the fic (then once I actually got it, I didn’t really know the correct way to react!!)

    I keep thinking and thinking of how to write you back (OK I admit, there were a few moments when life was too overwhelming and I forgot about you, but most most of the time, your comment has been sitting in a very noticeable spot inside my mind). I also want to admit that, I’m not really into the fandom as I used to be anymore (and for saying so, I’m sorry!).

    I watched Sherlock when it aired (around 2014-2015) and then I rewatched the series again when I wrote this story (along with two other stories that I also posted here). It was because of you (your fics I mean), your writing was too good, I cried so hard with “The day my brother”, “Brother's opium war”, “Blud on my hands” and many others… (I plan to reread them soon!) At that time, I even read the comments they left on your fics, and also noticed how you left “Bad blood” unfinished (it is finished now I see, thank you!!!).

    So, besides feeling thankful for your amazing writing, I was a bit nervous. It was around Covid time and you suddenly disappeared, I could see you didn’t reply to some comments, so there was a thought inside me that was telling… was there any wrong happening to you?

    Then a brilliant idea popped up inside my mind, I thought of writing a story then gifting it to you, by this way I was forcing you to show up and I would know firsthand when you start being here on AO3 again =)) (And I’m sorry again!) Yes, I swear to you, that’s how I was thinking and doing.

    Thus, the story I wrote. This is a sad one, suicidal, but healing. I think at the end Mycroft was healed, he was finally at peace. I really put my heart and mind into this, so glad you like it too (you even said that this healed you, how honored I am!)

    I’m not a native speaker, also not a good English learner. I wrote most parts with my mother tongue, then I did the translating. (only the final chapter which I wrote in English directly). I didn’t do a good job at translating it, though I tried my best. Also, in this very moment, all the English words are just leaving my mind and I cannot think of any nicer words to use or a better way to express. Please forgive my limited ability. Haha.

    I would want to conclude this very long reply by saying that: thank you! Thank you for all the kind words you gave me. Thank you for your hard work, for what you have written and what you will be writing, as I believe a great author like you will not easily stop. Thank you for coming back. Thank you for your existence, I didn’t lie, your stories were a huge source of inspiration to me, to us - all the writers of this fandom.

    I hope life will treat you well always - but if there shall be anytime you might have troubles in your mind, please come back here again. We have our own world - a kingdom of fanlove that we build for the characters and also for ourselves.

    With love and much much love, and respect for you,

    Phlamingo.

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    1. Oho~ so it was an elaborate scheme to get me to come out ^o^ nicely done. I wouldn't be able to resist a fic gifted to me after all *ahem* Thank you also for spending time with the fic, no matter the reason behind, you still wanted to tell a story, and that in itself is the gift :) we may no longer cross paths (as I believe I have reached my goal with modern Sherlock) but the story did live in us for those years we needed them. Those times were wild (specially when s4 came out) and I am just happy to witness and feel all of it at that time. And maybe someday, we can create our own story published in pages of books, or even make proper detectives of ourselves, or live in our heads, and all of those are okay. What we shared here did happen, so I think that's our win no matter how small. I would love to say more, I enjoyed reading these messages (and like you I did take time in replying. Took me 12 days!) and here we are in the end.

      Thank you for everything :)

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