Every year, no one knows where Director M goes on April 1st. His schedule would always be cleared. N

Every year, no one knows where Director M goes on April 1st. His schedule would always be cleared. N
Every year, no one knows where Director M goes on April 1st. His schedule would always be cleared. N

Every year, no one knows where Director M goes on April 1st. His schedule would always be cleared. No meetings. No missions. The agents in MI-6 have this solemn look in their eyes when the he leaves with a picnic basket and cleaning cloths. And every year in this unmarked grave away from the noise of London, in the sunny country side of Dunham. There is this well dressed gentleman who cleans this tombstone with care. And sits beside it with a picnic basket with him until sunset. “Happy birthday,brother.” Louis whispers to the cold stone.Follow me at twitter for more art: RamenthiefArt Or if you want to  yuumori twt rp:Mycroft Holmes -- source link
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