[10 out of 20] Sherlock Holmes (ACD): Gen
Aug. 3rd, 2025 02:12 pmTitle: The end of Selden
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (ACD)
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Prompt: assignment
Notes: Takes place during The Hound of the Baskervilles. Mention of murder, violence, vengance. Ghost.
Summary: The ghost of Selden's victim looks down upon his dead body.
The dead travel fast—and far—when they want to. She was very far, indeed, from the last place her living eyes had seen, far from Notting Hill, that ‘handsome quarter of the Royal Borough of Kensington.’ She never knew the moor in life, but death was another sphere.
She stood over his dead form long after the men had left, and whether they felt her presence, they never remarked upon it. What was one cold draft on a night with many, what was one shadow in a place which was nothing but shadow?
Selden the Notting Hill Murderer was dead.
He’d known fear, no, terror, in his last moments.
Good.
How had the newspapers put it?
‘peculiar ferocity of the crime’
‘wanton brutality which had marked all the actions of the assassin.’
‘doubts as to his complete sanity so atrocious was his conduct’
She had no more body to absorb his violence, but he had plenty of body to absorb hers. He’d had a sister to help him. She had a sister, too. Her sister would learn of Selden’s death, but would it comfort her?
Her assignment was complete. Now she could rest as he never would.
“Good doggie.”
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (ACD)
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Prompt: assignment
Notes: Takes place during The Hound of the Baskervilles. Mention of murder, violence, vengance. Ghost.
Summary: The ghost of Selden's victim looks down upon his dead body.
The dead travel fast—and far—when they want to. She was very far, indeed, from the last place her living eyes had seen, far from Notting Hill, that ‘handsome quarter of the Royal Borough of Kensington.’ She never knew the moor in life, but death was another sphere.
She stood over his dead form long after the men had left, and whether they felt her presence, they never remarked upon it. What was one cold draft on a night with many, what was one shadow in a place which was nothing but shadow?
Selden the Notting Hill Murderer was dead.
He’d known fear, no, terror, in his last moments.
Good.
How had the newspapers put it?
‘peculiar ferocity of the crime’
‘wanton brutality which had marked all the actions of the assassin.’
‘doubts as to his complete sanity so atrocious was his conduct’
She had no more body to absorb his violence, but he had plenty of body to absorb hers. He’d had a sister to help him. She had a sister, too. Her sister would learn of Selden’s death, but would it comfort her?
Her assignment was complete. Now she could rest as he never would.
“Good doggie.”