Do You Permit It?

  1832 was the year. Paris, France was the place. It all happened in front of a wine shop. A rebellion known as The Paris Uprising of 1832 or The Rebellion of 1832. 

   A man with blonde curly hair who had eyes of blue lead this rebellion. He wore a red vest and grey pants. His name was Enjolras. 

   This man had a dear friend of his named Grantaire. Grantaire was a man who believed in nothing, as Enjolras would say. He had black hair and brown eyes. He wore a dark shade of green and grey pants. 

    The only reason Grantaire joined in on this rebellion was because of the only thing he believed in, Enjolras. Enjolras would say, "You do not believe in anything. " Grantaire would reply, "I believe in you. " Enjolras would ignore this reply and walk away, too proud for this, what he called nonsense. 

     It was the day of the rebellion and they planned to rebel at General Lamarque's funeral. As planned, they did rebel at this funeral, but with a great cost. Their lives. 

    The final battle began and towards the end only a few were left standing and one had been taken from the barricades, which they had built for the rebellion, for he was hurt. Enjolras and Grantaire were the only ones left. 

    A deadly silence fell over the barricade as Enjolras was surrounded by guns aimed at him. Right before the head of the guards could say anything, Grantaire stood from the table which he was sitting at. 

    Grantaire put the wine bottle, which was in his hand, down. He said in a loud tone, "'Vive la Republic!" Grantaire walked to Enjolras's side, his eyes still fixed on the guards and said, "kill two birds with one stone." He looked at Enjolras and said, "Do you permit it?" Enjolras grabbed Grantaire's hand in response as if to say yes. 

    The guards shot them both eight times in the torso. Enjolras had been nailed to the wall by the bullets, only his chin dropped to his chest. Grantaire had fallen at Enjolras's feet. Both dead and the dead silence filled the air once again. 

    You may know of this rebellion that I speak of, but you do not recognize the names in which I use. These names were not of real people, but of characters of a book known to many as, "Les Miserables" by Victor Hugo. Many parts in this book has hinted to a secret love between Grantaire and Enjolras, but it can never be confirmed, for the original author lived in the 1800's.