|Marius Pontmercy (hislonelysoul) wrote in valarnet,|
@ 2013-05-21 17:16:00
|Entry tags:||enjolras, euphrasie fauchelevant (cosette), marius pontmercy|
More dreams, as seems to be the trend around the 'net lately.
For some reason these didn't upset me as much as the ones about my father did. I think because I've come to expect these, I've been anticipating them for a long time.
I dream about the barricades. Well, not the barricades. Nothing was built yet. But we were melting down anything metal we could get our hands on, and discussing our plan for what was going to happen should LaMarque take a turn for the worst.
And then it happened. LaMarque died, and there was rioting in the streets. I woke up before things got too violent, thank god. But people were hurt, people were shot and trampled and it was --
Real. It was all so real. Like I was right there, in the action. Shouting along with everyone.