23 Recent Deviations
EPILOGUE- Author's Notes
The beautiful song, “Shades of Grey” (1967) was performed by The Monkees and is the property of Rhino Entertainment. Also the only Shades of Grey that I consider worth my time.
The Matenadaran is a real museum that holds one of the world’s largest collections of medieval manuscripts and books.
Grigor Narekatsi AKA Saint Gregory of Narek was a monk and is considered Armenia's first great poet. He was declared a Doctor of the Church by Pope Francis in 2015.
“Sigerson” is the alias Sherlock Holmes uses during his three years while pretending to be dead. Lots of Sherlock Holmes fans believe this means Sherlock and Mycroft’s father is named Siger. I use a different name in my fanfics.
Charles Gray played Mycroft Holmes to Jeremy Brett’s Sherlock in the Granada Sherlock Holmes series. And did an amazing job of it. He and Jeremy clicked so well together. Besides “Greek Interpre
Reading of His Will- Chapter 3 Author's Notes
According to Wikipedia and that London map website I love using, Richmond Terrace is directly across from Downing Street.
I like the idea that Mycroft’s main headquarters is technically not in Whitehall like the majority of England’s government branches’ offices are based, but close enough. I’m easily amused.
Also, was I the only one who thought the office in the series 1 finale was just not Mycroft’s? There were three windows and that transom opening over the door that would be child’s play for an assassin to use. Several assassins at the same time! And the décor was like it was right out of some furniture magazine or a Sears display and nothing to show it was inhabited at any time. It was a showpiece, not a workable office.
Granted, I doubt Mycroft is the type to put little touches in his office like family pictures or a plant, but that office was too impersonal.
That lovely looking sky
The Reading of His Will- EPILOGUE
But today there is no day or night
Today there is no dark or light
Today there is no black or white
Only shades of gray
Only shades of gray
The Matenadaran, Yerevan, Armenia
A light brown-haired man with thick “professor” style glasses and overall “university professor with a cheap clothing budget” apparel enjoys studying a Grigor Narekatsi manuscript on display when his cheap cell phone vibrates in his jacket. He quickly moves out of the way of other visitors and answers it. “Barev Dzez?” (Hello?)
“Am I speaking to Mr. Sigerson?”
He checks around. He’s in a little nook and his voice won’t echo the way museums do if he keeps his voice soft. So he answers back. “Is this Mr. Gray? Your voice sounds different over the phone.”
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