A/N- This is entirely musical based, so some events may not line up perfectly with the book. Also, this is my first real Les Miserables fic so don't kill me. I welcome constructive criticism, but don't murder me with negative reviews. Thanks.

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Here It Was, They Lit The Flame

By JemimaPearl

Prologue

"Here, they talked of revolution," Marius Pontmercy could still picture twenty or more men surrounding the table in the corner, debating what their next move should be. "Here it was, they lit the flame," Marius not only thought of the men's and women's passion for a liberated and equal France, but also of that night when Grantaire came with his sister and the first meeting between her and the leader, Enjolras, in the very room that Marius sat in now.

"Here they sang about tomorrow, and tomorrow never came."