© II.
of auroral light
there flowed in her veins some of the B L O O D of the BOHEMIAN and the adventuress who runs b a r e f o o t. It will be remembered that she was more of a LARK than a DOVE. There was a foundation of WILDNESS and BRAVERY in her.

written by: albert

xnjolras:

         Enjolras bent down, raised the old man’s head, & fierce as he was,  he kissed
         him on the brow, then, throwing wide his arms, &
handling this dead man with
         tender precaution, as though he
feared to hurt it, he removed his coat, showed
         the
bloody holes in it to all, & said: 

                                      ❝ This is our flag now. ❞

                                                                                                                                     ©