So it was true.
I checked my pocket watch, which read 1 AM.
It was June 1st.
This news was definitely true.
I stared at Gavroche, and then turned to Avenir.
"Lamarque...is dead..."
Avenir nodded.
It was time.
"Lamarque..." I bowed my head.
My mentor. My real father...the only fatherly figure in my life. My hero.
I slowly looked up, and into the eyes of my friends.
"His death is the hour of fate....the people's man.....his death ---- is the sign we await!!!!"
Their faces, bowed in grief, lifted suddenly and their expressions dawned with realization. Using this momentum, I continued:
"On his funeral day we will honor his name.
With the light of rebellion ablaze in our eyes..."
I licked my lips and looked straight at Avenir, who pointed at a candle right next to her.
Perfect.
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I continued:
"With their candles of grief we will kindle our flame
On the tomb of Lamarque shall our barricade rise
The time is here!
Let us welcome it gladly with courage and cheer!"
Feuilly joined in:
"Let us take to the streets with no doubt in our hearts!"
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AVENIR
Fanficavenir [av(ə)niʀ} "The future" Avenir is an Unnamed from the dystopian society of Marseille who is doomed to a life of hardship after experiencing a tragic event at the hands of the Marseille police force. Once she discovers a chance to better her...
