Prologue

An abridged excerpt from Victor Hugo's "Les Misérables"

"Shoot me," said Enjolras

The audacity to die well always moves men. It seemed as though the menacing majesty of Enjolras, disarmed and motionless, weighed on that tumult…the young man had no wound. His beauty, augmented at that moment by his dignity.

"Do you wish your eyes bandaged?" asked a National Guardsman

"No," Enjolras replied. (Hugo, pg. 1250-1251)

His indifference seemed to shake the trembling guardsman. Enjolras continued to study him with his piercing blue eyes until he heard the sniper cock the rifle. The last image that he saw before the first of the eight bullets pierced his chest was his Adrienne.