Eponine's Trip to Coney IslandPart One Dear Old Friends
"Over there is the boardwalk, and that is our famous House of Mirrors." Meg Giry smiled as she pointed out the sites around the park. "The Midway is around that corner and the stage Well you can see the top of it over those trees." Normally she wouldn't be showing people around, but Mr. Y had told her these guests were very special, as they had just arrived from Paris.
There were four people following her around, getting this grand tour. Marius and Cosette had recently been married and the young lovers looked like they were glued to each other at the hip. It was sweet, how much they adored each other. Following behind were Enjolras and Eponine; two friends who were serving as traveling companions to the others. Both of them were quiet and reserved. They had apparently been through a revolution and survived with many mental and physical wounds, which Mr. Y forbade Meg to mention. Eponine looked sullen and fragile and Enjolras kept her cl
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"Pardon me, m'sieur," Éponine murmured apologetically, as she pulled off the dusty trousers from the body of the drowned man. She couldn't keep going around dressed as a girl, not now that she'd ruined her father's latest scheme. "Eurgh!" She let out a yelp of disgust as a rat scuttled out of the man's chest. Shaking off the man's coat, Éponine was relieved to not discover any more animals, and pulled it over her long frame, grateful to see it sufficiently covered her chest. After replacing her tattered skirt with the pants, the last step was to twist her tangled blonde hair into a ball and stuff it into her hat. She glanced down at a puddle. Good. She could pass for a boy. An effeminate boy, but a boy nonetheless.
"Marius let me die with you " she whispered, emerging from sewers for the Rue de Villette. She could hear Enjolras shouting commands long before the rising barricades came into view, his power and authority clear. A shiver ran up her spine
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"Enjolras!" He groaned at the sound of his name. Was it Grantaire yelling at him, or someone else? He glanced around for Marius, or rather the girl with the dirt-streaked blonde hair who was always hovering behind him.
"We're ready at Notre Dame," Combeferre said.
"And at rue de Bac, they're straining at the leash!" Feuilly added.
"Everyone in the city! It's amazing, like the tide flowing!" Courfeyrac added. "They're all coming to our side!"
"Yes the time is near " Enjolras murmured quietly. A hush fell over the ABC Café as he spoke. It was nothing he wasn't used to. He'd always had that sort of charisma. "Near enough to get the blood in their veins stirring, yes, but we can't let our guard down." He paused to shoot Grantaire an evil look. "Yes, I do mean that we can't let the wine wash over our senses. We're fighting a foe far too dangerous for that. They have more men, more ammunition they've had more time to prepare. It's easy enough to pick them off
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"Dear, I promised your father I would protect you from pain," Marius stated. "That also means emotional pain. Come here."
Cosette buried herself in her husband's embrace, her petite form shaking as she cried. Marius placed his head amidst her curls, brushing his hand down her back, hoping it would help calm her.
"He told you he would come to you in your dreams," he assured her. "Would he lie about something like that?"
"No," she sniffed. "It's just "
"And so will we," a new voice declared.
Cosette and Marius turned to face the unknown guest and were soon silenced with shock.
"Courfeyrac?" Marius finally found his voice.
"Hey, Pontmercy," the rebel student greeted him. "Yes, it's me."
Marius embraced his friend and former flatmate. "I thought you died."
"I did. We all did."
"Why do you keep saying 'we'?"
"What? Oh, of course! Where are my manners? Don't answer that."
Marius smiled, then gasped. It seemed everyone had come to see the newlywed
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A gunshot rang out maybe five feet from her, and her eyes snapped open. Pain exploded through her shoulder and hand. "Ooh " she groaned softly, trying to turn on the hard table, to see what had made the noise. A man in an army uniform had his back to her, a rifle in his hand. He turned to look at her, and she recognized the time-worn face and greying brown hair of Cosette's father.
"Little Éponine, isn't it?" he asked, leaning down to look at her. "I remember you from the inn."
"I was 'orrid ." she mumbled guiltily.
"You had a horrid example," he corrected gently. "Neither Cosette nor I blame you. The students will be here soon."
"Enjolras . Marius . They can't see me " she whimpered. Marius would feel guilty, and Enjolras he'd get too distracted by her to fight well. "Please, monsieur, just throw me in the Seine "
"I most certainly will not!" Without warning, he scooped her up with one arm.
"'Ere! Wotcher think yer at?"
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Chapter One: Nightmare
She was gone. And because of this, he was heartless.
Rumpelstiltskin walked forward slowly, knowing deep down that he was too late, but unwilling to accept the truth. He couldn't. . . He just couldn't.
A looming tower stretched ahead of him, a hundred feet tall, with large stones placed to perfection. And at the top of the tower, was the accursed window. The accursed window, that let her take her life.
The Dark One approached her, with a cry on his lips. Her delicate body was broken beyond repair. Her neck was tipped to the side, from the impact of her fall. And drops of blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth.
Rumpelstiltskin slumped down next to her, and picked her up in his arms.
"Belle," he whispered anxiously shaking her as if the simple gesture would revive her.
But the woman did not stir.
"Belle," he yelled. "Open your eyes!"
But Belle didn't respond to his call. She lay limp in his arms, oblivious to the world. He
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And mourn your ignorance
I will not watch your sunlit face
And hear your words, entranced.
I will not let you follow me, into the nether of dreams
You will not unravel me
I'm not your Eponine
I shall not bear your messages
To your new paramour
I shall not hear you as you plead
I'll care for you no more
I shall not lament what can't be, and what could have been
You shall not unravel me
I'm not your Eponine
I will not die in your arms
Like some old tragedy
And whisper as the rain falls down
"At least you're here with me."
I will not give my life for you, at barely seventeen
I'll not let you unravel me
I'm not your Eponine
You will not be the end of me
I'm not your Eponine