Thank you to
221b_hound and
pargoletta who contributed wonderful suggestions for the contents of the attic! I must tell you all, though, that the astounding and haunting beauty of the attic is owed entirely to
f_m_r_l’s astonishingly wonderful reply to my original request for assistance found here
http://impulsereader.livejournal.com/18319.html. I worked almost all of it into this section verbatim, so I actually have to say that a lot of this isn’t actually my work. Thank you,
f_m_r_l, so very, very much. This was a precious gift and I hope I’ve treated it well. I cannot even express how very much lesser this would have been if it were not for you. I thank you and my story thanks you!
Oh, weird thing, my uk Word auto-correct wanted wellies to be willies. *boggles*
Edited to add - I totally meant to credit
natsuko1978 because she gave me the great word shufti which I gave John here - I'm so sorry I forgot to add you on! There are also some comma errors toward the end that need cleaning up - I was just so excited about it, I missed few things!
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“Well surely this place has an attic? My mum had boxes stuffed with old school papers; people save every useless thing and shove it into the attic, so we’re in with a chance.” He stood decisively. “Come on, we’ll have a shufti and maybe we’ll find your lost symphony.”
“It was a sonata,” his friend corrected absently.
John rolled his eyes. “Yes, fine, the lost sonata of ickle Sherlock Holmes. Come on, lead the way.” He tugged his companion up from his seat and propelled him out the door.
He really should have anticipated the attic being both unbelievably large and stuffed with undeniably mad objects. He hadn’t, however, so the stuffed dodo bird startled him terribly.
( Into the attic )