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wildestrangerIn honour of the (failed) revolution of June 1832, I did a thing.
Beyond (Along, Above, Behind) the Barricade
Enjolras/Grantaire, 1600 words, post-canon.
Enjolras does not regret the manner of his death. Nor does he regret sharing it with Grantaire – an unlooked-for companion, but one whose hand had created a sweetness in his last moment that Enjolras had not expected. Grantaire, unexpectedly brave but not unexpectedly kind, had stood with him when he faced the enemy. It is reasonable, Enjolras reminds himself, it is just, that he should stand with him in the afterlife.
But Grantaire in the afterlife is much like Grantaire in life; full of words but rarely filled with sense. Keen, above all, to provoke Enjolras.
Beyond (Along, Above, Behind) the Barricade
Enjolras/Grantaire, 1600 words, post-canon.
Enjolras does not regret the manner of his death. Nor does he regret sharing it with Grantaire – an unlooked-for companion, but one whose hand had created a sweetness in his last moment that Enjolras had not expected. Grantaire, unexpectedly brave but not unexpectedly kind, had stood with him when he faced the enemy. It is reasonable, Enjolras reminds himself, it is just, that he should stand with him in the afterlife.
But Grantaire in the afterlife is much like Grantaire in life; full of words but rarely filled with sense. Keen, above all, to provoke Enjolras.
