Yes

Cries

They are all slightly anger minipulated, but you did wonderfuly in adapting the five themes

Beautiful. I loved it. One of my favorite for sure.

Wonderful! I really enjoyed reading this. Great second person point of view.

There really are no words for how exceptional a piece of writing this is. But this is without a doubt the best post-Reichenbach fic there is, and I mean that without hyperbole.

This is like a Molotov with lace where the rag should be. Delicate and fine and absolutely brutal. Let me take a moment to quote your brilliance back at you.

"If you get it right, turn round with a triumphant grin and spot the cold tea. Let the smile fade."

"Favor your left leg slightly (only he would ever notice)."

"How dare he throw himself off a building and make you watch it, to boot, without first cleaning up this fucking mess."

"Say it like you'll gift him with centuries."

"Struggle not to throw up every bite of food you swallow down (except chocolate biscuits, dear god he loved chocolate biscuits)."

"You watched him throw his life to the sky, after all, watched him forget he had wings, watched him surrender, and if the gods can surrender, what point is there left for mere dreaming mortals?"

"Keep his plot the best-trimmed in the entire cemetery. Spend a fortune on cabs because you come here everyday and nothing less than a cab will do."

I've said it before: grief lives in the throat. That's where I feel this fic.

wonderful, beautiful, amazing fic. Tearjerking and perfect. Can't wait to read sherlock's side.

I really liked it; glad to hear you'll be continuing. I liked how it's written in the five stages. Really loved the line, "watched him forget he had wings, watched him surrender".

This was fantastic! It seemed so in character and so accurate - not too sappy but completely realistic. I can't wait to read the Sherlock part!