BBC Sherlock in the original Victorian era
Christine simply took off her mask and said: ‘It is a tragedy, Raoul!”
He now saw her face and could not suppress a cry of surprise and shock. Gone as her fresh, glowing complexion. No longer a reflection of her tranquil disposition and untroubled conscience, her face - so charming and gentle in former days - was deadly pale. How anguished she looked now! Her features were cruelly furrowed by sorrow and her beautiful, limpid eyes - Little Lotte’s eyes - had become wells of deep, dark, unfathomable mystery and were bordered with terribly doleful shadows.
I’m convinced Gatiss and Moffat are both on tumblr and laughing their asses of from all the Sherlock-fandom-shenanigans.
They’ll probably prolong the hiatus to get the most out of it.
Wedding dress, 1915
From the Rijksmuseum
The Anatomical Work of Nunzio Paci
“My whole work deals with the relationship between man and Nature, in particular with animals and plants. The focus of my observation is body with its mutations. My intention is to explore the infinite possibilities of life, in search of a balance between reality and imagination.”
Anything to take attention away from his nose.
Give em the ol (ope)razzle dazzle
Erik has cloned an army of small singing, dancing Opera Ghosts. Run, Christine, while you still can. O_oI think Erik is dancing Riverdance…
GOOD GRIEF, HE’S NAKED.
"Christine feel my leg I just shaved"