Friend Like Me
Grantaire was a puzzle.
He painted, he sketched, he made jokes that had them laughing until their sides hurt, he rambled about gods and men, he knew all the good cafés and restaurants, he could fence, he could box. He knew Paris almost as well as Bahorel did.
And yet, for all his talents, he kept himself to a bottle of absinthe or wine.
Joly and Bossuet would go drinking with Grantaire, often enough that it was not a surprise on the fifth of June that Grantaire joined them for breakfast. But Joly couldn't help noticing that a man of such talents, such potential, drowned himself in alcohol.
When Enjolras said that Grantaire was incapable of loving, of feeling, of believing, Joly saw, and saw the way the words stuttered forth like frightened children.
"Y-y-you'll see."
Like a genie trapped in a lamp.
we only bloom in the violet hour
He studies her, taking in the thin limbs and black hair and the gray bruise slanting over her gaunt cheekbone. Joly had once compared Cosette to the sun, and it strikes Enjolras now that her darker counterpart is the moon, all shadows and secret nights, with no radiance to call her own, her beauty waxing and waning until the clouds part and, for a fleeting moment, you tilt your head back and see her for what she is, and she suddenly bathes you in silver.
staving off bbc episode 4 panic by drawing star wars/les mis crossover ...
-Vaarsuvius, how'd ye ever learn so much aboot how folks fall in love? Ye don't seem the type, really. -Only through empirical experience did I arrive at such knowledge. It took my mate and me many years to acknowledge our feelings for one other. Our wedding was the finest day of my long life.
I’ve been Compromised by the latest OOTS update so here, have some newlyweds.
Casual reminder about Javert, published 1841 in ‘Pictures of the French’ by J. G. Janin.
No shiny uniforms, ponies, or hordes of obedient underlings there.
I.. wanted to draw Bahorel wearing that vest [x] and I don’t know what happened.
HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE Let’s say it’s 6.15pm and you’re going home (alone of course), after an unusually hard day on the job. You’re really tired, upset and frustrated. Suddenly you start experiencing severe pain in your chest that starts to drag out into your arm and up into your jaw. You are only about five miles from the hospital nearest your home. Unfortunately you don’t know if you’ll be able to make it that far. You have been trained in CPR, but the guy that taught the course did not tell you how to perform it on yourself..!! NOW HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE… Since many people are alone when they suffer a heart attack, without help, the person whose heart is beating improperly and who begins to feel faint, has only about 10 seconds left before losing consciousness. However, these victims can help themselves by coughing repeatedly and very vigorously. A deep breath should be taken before each cough, and the cough must be deep and prolonged, as when producing sputum from deep inside the chest. A breath and a cough must be repeated about every two seconds without let-up until help arrives, or until the heart is felt to be beating normally again. Deep breaths get oxygen into the lungs and coughing movements squeeze the heart and keep the blood circulating. The squeezing pressure on the heart also helps it regain normal rhythm. In this way, heart attack victims can perhaps buy precious time to get themselves to a phone and dial 911. Rather than sharing another joke please contribute by broadcasting this which can save a person’s life! Be prepared and become part of the solution. Get your free next-of-kin notification card today. Click here: https://www.InCaseOfEmergencyCard.com/
Unofficial art/writing blog for particolored-socks. Updates once in a blue moon.
265 posts