"Your memoirs will draw to an end, Watson, upon the day that I crown my career by the capture or extinction of the most dangerous and capable criminal in Europe."
I shall be brief, and yet exact, in the little which remains for me to tell. It is not a subject on which I would willingly dwell, and yet I am conscious that a duty devolves upon me to omit no detail. -- The Final Problem
Am I still allowed to post here, or has it been too long?
Shh! Yes, I know I started reading these stories over a year ago and I've only gotten to this one today. Some other books were distracting me, like, uh... Gislissaga and the Arabian Nights? The latter turned into porn so I went back to Holmes.
Incidentally, the culmination of this story took place on my birthday 103 years before I was born. A sign?