[ Sherlock is in the middle of some errand or another when he comes across a man looking a lady ghost. The ghost seems unbothered by the attention. In fact, she seems to enjoy it. However, what catches Sherlock's eye is the way the man looks at the ghost. The man doesn't match the longing expression of the ghost. He seems to be studying her as if she is a puzzle to solve.
Then Sherlock recognizes the ghostly image of a flower in the ghost's hands. It can't be the same from that case, could it? ]
Excuse me, miss. Is that an Ethereal Emberbloom you hold?
blooms of youth
Then Sherlock recognizes the ghostly image of a flower in the ghost's hands. It can't be the same from that case, could it? ]
Excuse me, miss. Is that an Ethereal Emberbloom you hold?