...she stood so erect and proud and uncaring that everyone around her wished she could be only a little less actual, a little less honest, a little less who she was and always would be.

I know I'm ridiculously late to comment on this, but I just had to! This fic says something really important to me about the nature of gender and genius, and I really felt moved by it. I'm so pleased to see girl!Sherlock stories, even if they still seem really rare. Anyway, your writing is very lovely. Thanks for sharing this!