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    I’m crammed into a burrow so small that my knees are up around my ears and the boom mike keeps slamming into my head, inhaling the potent scent of toffee-apple brandy and trying to drink a talking mouse under the table.

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    18 Nov 2023

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    This is a delight, but mostly I'm saving because I'm going to try making the baked lemon dish this citrus season, so help me. I'm thinking with meyer lemons, so that there's not TOO much peel? Anyway, someone remind me

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    Ecrit pour un (très tentant, mais malheureusement vieux) prompt du kink meme Les Misérables. Il demandait Eponine et Cosette qui se rencontrent et se reconnaissent à Paris avant de rencontrer Marius, Cosette qui achète des jolies choses à Eponine en étant partagée entre la charité et l'envie d'adoucir les souvenirs de son enfance, et Eponine qui l'exploite en étant partagée entre la colère et l'admiration.

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    05 Jan 2019

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    “I’ll admit I did not expect to spend my third day in Paris on the run from the Guard,” Bossuet said, laughing as he bent over and gasped.

    “It took until your third day?” the young man he had – literally – run into asked. “You have been behaving yourself, then.”

    “Well, I haven’t gone out of my way to fall in with bad company,” Bossuet said. He looked the young man up and down. “Until now.”

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    So my wings are at last clipped, Bossuet thought, and rolled over, and coughed. He was not surprised when he coughed up red.
     

    Joly and Bossuet, then and now.

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    23 Nov 2018

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    OH GOD I CANT STOP CRYING
    and then laughing
    BUT THEN MORE CRYING

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    So he’d been having more nightmares, and he’d tried to medicate with alcohol. It had happened before, but this time Bossuet and Musichetta weren’t content with promises and placations, and in truth, neither was Grantaire. It had been almost twenty years since he’d left the village. Was he supposed to live like this for the rest of his life, haunted by a place he could hardly remember?

    Once he’d decided, the others wouldn’t let him change his mind. They changed direction at the next crossroads and started heading east, heading for Carentan.

    In an effort to confront the source of his nightmares, Grantaire returns to his childhood village in order to burn down his father's old house and get some closure. When he arrives, he discovers that in order to do that he'll have to provide a new home for the family now living there, and though he can afford the expense, he has to lodge with the mayor's son, Enjolras, while he waits for building to be completed.

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    13 Oct 2018

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    A bit of light halloween reading

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    It starts like this: with Enjolras's father, drunk and desperate that his only daughter marry before she becomes a spinster, accosting a wealthy-looking stranger at the market and directing his attention to her.

    With a thoughtless boast, her father crying, "Look at her there in the sunlight, look at her hair, see how she turns straw into gold? Isn't she beautiful?", too loud and too bold for the crowded marketplace.

    With a knock at the door, some days later, and a man in the king's livery standing at attention on the other side, reading a decree, and the sudden sense that the world has dropped out from under Enjolras's feet.

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    24 Sep 2018

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    to read again

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