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  1. Public Bookmark 26

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    On the eve of his return to public life in 1894, Sherlock Holmes happens into a dusty bookshop.

    He's just assembling a disguise. He couldn't have much in common with this stuffy little bookseller, could he?

     

    The bell rang as I entered, startling the proprietor from his bespectacled focus on that morning’s Telegraph. A middle-aged man, still living in the era of his youth, I inferred from attire some decades out of date; of irregular habits, if one trusted the opening hours posted behind the glass of the door; likely of independent means, given the absence of customers and the dust settled undisturbed over nearly everything. I expected no less; Britain offers up many such examples, scions of well-do-do families who can afford to practise a hobby under the guise of an occupation.

     

    I did not expect his startled, almost joyful look, nor the cry of “My dear fellow! Is it truly –” quickly interrupted as he snatched away his half-moon reading-glasses and rose from his desk. His manner became instantly more guarded. “Oh – my pardon, I mistook you for someone else, I fear. May I be of help?”

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    23 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 63

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    God and Satan are neutralized. The march of destruction has stopped. Now there’s only a universe to restore – if they can suss out how.

    And there’s still unfinished business between them.

    The thoughtful expression hadn’t left him, and that endearing little frown appeared between his pale brows His hands were doing that thing, too, the one where they got into a little bit of a wrestling match. “Crowley, before we try, in case – in case it takes too much of – um – will you do it again? You know, when you – before I went back up to Heaven, and you said we could be an Us, and – ‘

    “Ngk. That – ah – that was wrong of me, angel.”

    “No, it wasn’t.”

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    23 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 26

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    “Oh, angel angel angel, do you like it when I talk dirty, is that it?” Crowley let the words curl around his tongue, painting them onto plush angelic flesh. His own personal masterpiece of filth.

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    21 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 19

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    After Fell the Marvellous’ theatre debut and the debacle over a certain damning photograph wielded by a bitter demon; Crowley and Aziraphale return to the bookshop. Crowley thinks Aziraphale is suspiciously calm while the demon is spiralling, planning how to save them from the blowback.

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    It was a moment that encompassed lifetimes of longing, loving, and feuding. An argument over illicit Holy Water. Decades of silence. An air raid, a bag of beloved books, cases of destroyed whisky, a rifle… a photograph. It all culminated in a moment of unbearable, perfect tension. Crowley could smell the reciprocal aura of want in the air. He had sensed it earlier in the car, a bag of books held tightly by an angel with a look of violent adoration that threatened to cut Crowley’s chest open under the weight of his nervous heartbeat.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    It began, like most memorable events in Crowley’s life did, with a bad decision; like most bad decisions, it involved poor impulse control and copious amounts of alcohol. The Antichrist had been born, and he put on lipstick and kitten heels to deal with it, but knew that the clock was ticking, and at times when time was slipping away, it helped to hold onto a bottle of gin.

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    29 May 2026