It's a revolution, my king
Paris
It was the 12th of July 1787, and he sat in the Café Foy. It was another evening in this poor country whose lowest citizens felt as weary and pale as Francois' hair looked like. The scent of freshly brewed coffee, the smoke of cigarettes and the voices of flared tempers hung in the air. The thick atmosphere came to life when a young man jumped onto a table.
"It is enough!", he shouted, his voice hoarse and loud. "Let's remove these rotten leeches forever! To arms, citiziens!"
Two days later, a group of armed citizens stormed the royal prison.
Only seven years later, he would die with so many others in the bloody turmoil of the French Revolution. Yet, this moment in the coffee house was one of them that should trigger this revolution that changed Europe forever, and again, let the clock of history chime a new age.