It rains every day and night, soaking the sinners in a blanket of cold and damp that eats away into madness for warmth.
There are three realms: the underground City of Dis, home to demon-kind; the Silver City, which floats above the sky and is home to the angels; and, sandwiched between them, the surface city known as New Advent, a fast-paced, technologically-advanced land where humans and demons peacefully coexisted until the Great Schism, a ferocious war that would have destroyed both species if the Silver City hadn’t intervened. The angels drove the demons back to Dis, but the tension didn’t go away. Instead, possession became much more common, as renegade demons slipped through the cracks between realms and took control of unsuspecting humans, leading to a sharp increase in the crime and mortality rate of New Advent.
To combat this, a high-level government agency of the Silver City, known simply as the Metatron, recruited humans into a secret organization called the Knights Templar, training them to perform exorcisms and fight demons. Funded by the Metatron and ultimately answerable to it, the Templars lead double lives as ordinary citizens by day and exorcists at night- or, for those with seedier occupations, vice versa.
Now, four years after the Schism, unrest once again plagues the realms. The demon Enjolras and his allies claw their way back to the surface world, their eyes ablaze with the fires of rebellion. They want to overthrow the corrupt government of Dis, and they need the Templars’ help.
“I just have a question,” she mused, her hand reaching out and returning his badge. He silently took it from her, waiting for her to speak. She was quiet for a moment, watching him as he pinned it back on his jacket. Her eyes looked wide with wonder, and Enjolras could not bring himself to look away as she gazed upon him. It seemed hours later that she actually continued. “…Why are you fighting for something that does not affect you? Clearly you do not belong on the streets. Why do you care?”
Enjolras felt an odd twisting sensation in his stomach. It was a question that he could not really answer. It was simply a feeling. A thousand thoughts that he could not bring into one sentence. There were many reasons, but none that would make sense to anyone other than him.
He studies her, taking in the thin limbs and black hair and the gray bruise slanting over her gaunt cheekbone. Joly had once compared Cosette to the sun, and it strikes Enjolras now that her darker counterpart is the moon, all shadows and secret nights, with no radiance to call her own, her beauty waxing and waning until the clouds part and, for a fleeting moment, you tilt your head back and see her for what she is, and she suddenly bathes you in silver.
may the splendor never fade
she tries to place him, scanning her memory for boys she knows with such a sharp jawline, such pale skin and blue eyes. her mind draws a blank. “what’s your name?”
“signorina, i think you miss the point of a masquerade.”
“you’re right.” she laughs. “i can always find you again tomorrow.”
“today,” he corrects. “every day is today here.”
and at once i knew i was not magnificent
“you know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? that’s where i’ll always love you. that’s where i’ll be waiting.”
LES MIS AU - Eponine’s life is saved by Enjolras, but she lives to see Gavroche’s death. Even though Enjolras attempts to send the heartbroken girl away before the final battle, she comes back to join them, only to witness all the barricade boys get killed, one by one, until she watches Enjolras himself die.
AU MEME - Han Sunhwa as Cosette from Les Misérables
“How strange, this feeling that my life’s begun at last”
AU MEME - Baek Jiyoung as Fantine from Les Misérables
“I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living”
AU MEME - Ailee as Éponine from Les Misérables
“I love him, but only on my own”