I had a dream last night, it makes me wake up crying and feeling physically. First, I saw a man getting shot, and falling very slowly and dramatically on the ground. Then, everything went black, and I became another man, like I was the man, who was sitting on a couch, laughing a little bit. Then, I take a red scarf, with Combeferre's name, the badge they wear in the movie, again with Combeferre's name, and things like that. While I was moving to take the things, I see on my shoulders golden curls.
Then, the person I was who I suspect strongly to be Enjolras, ask "wait...Is Combeferre dead?"
Somebody on front of me, maybe Courfeyrac or someone like that, nodded, and then, I feel myself falling on my knees, and starting to cry and moan and sob. I take the Combeferre things, and I take it to my nose and I, Enjolras, take deep breath to smell his body odour... I really felt just like Enjolras at this moment. Finally, I put the scarf and the badge on, I looked at the sky, and I muttered "I love you, I'll miss you,"
And then, the last thing I saw was Enjolras covering the first man one (Combeferre's body), his golden curls and his bright face still sparkling in the sun of the tomorrow that never came.
Yeah, I felt like Jehan when I said the last sentence. *shrugs* anyway. When I woke up, I feel, of course for less than a second, that I had been shot. And I was lying just like Enjolras was lying on Combeferre, but I was laying on my pillow. And I cry because it was so sad. And I was also sad that I didn't got Combeferre's scarf.
Anyway, it was a beautiful, but also very sad dream. I think I've too much barricade boy in y life.