Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Game

May 31st 2017 in Microfiction

“Well, first of all, they’re both a very disturbing type of brilliant,” he started, “so there’s that.” The interviewer nodded. “Handsome people. Might as well put that out there and, no, I’m not gay.” One of the cameramen laughed. “And there is a … quality … to the pursuit, if you will. An inexplicable draw, an intensity – it’s hard to find the right words to describe it.” “A mutual obsession?” the interviewer prompted. “No. No, I would not say that,” he responded with no delay. “They are two of the most calculating people I’ve ever known, and they could quit each other at any moment – fully and with no temptation to look back.” “So … is that love? Do they love each other?” the interviewer asked, looking confused. Watson took a deep breath. “Sherlock Holmes and Irene Adler. Love. Well, in as much as they could kill each other nine ways to Sunday and do not, in fact, do so (even just for the mental challenge of it) … that’s something. And if it is worth noting that they match in temperature, cold and aloof – like reptiles, then one could say they achieve a certain symmetry together.” Both were silent for a moment. “Of course they love each other,” Watson offered carefully. “Love is a mess of questions with no answer, a problem with no solution. Irresistible. It’s the game that is always afoot, isn’t it?”


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