“Bees are the smallest of birds. They are born from the bodies of oxen, or from the decaying flesh of slaughtered calves; worms form in the flesh and then turn into bees. Bees live in community, choose the most noble among them as king, have wars, and make honey. Their laws are based on custom, but the king does not enforce the law; rather the lawbreakers punish themselves by stinging themselves to death. Bees are afraid of smoke and are excited by noise. Each has its own duty: guarding the food supply, watching for rain, collecting dew to make honey, and making wax from flowers.”
This reminds me of something…
“The llama is a quadruped which lives in large rivers like the Amazon. It has two ears, a heart, a forehead, and a beak for eating honey. It is provided with fins for swimming. Llamas are bigger than frogs. Llamas are very dangerous. So if you see one where people are swimming, you shout: Look out, there are llamas!”
Remembering all this useful information proves the benefits of going to a good school… :-P
*enters revolution 15 minutes late with tsarbucks*
I do hope you’d post the reading progress. Always been curious about this book. Do you read it in french or…?
Yep, French, so it’s probably gonna take a while, even though it’s a lot shorter than Les Mis (about 300 pages).
At this point the character I mentioned can either turn out to be one of the protagonists or get his face shot off on the next page, I don’t know yet.
Also a few pages back two royalist officers were complaining about how the emmigration is a colourful collection of incompetent idiots.
Republican? Hugo? Whatever gave you the idea?
Shipping wars and otherwhise insisting that any given fan’s (already AU) interpretation or headcanon is somehow more valid than that of others, and spewing hatred on this basis.
Modern day Sherlock Holmes (Elementary, BBC, Rathbone) or victorian age?
All in all I prefer the Victorian versions, but I like the idea of updating Holmes. He’s essentially a forensic scientist, he can exist in any era after the Enlightenment.
Honesty Hour, Ask me anything! Nothing will go unanswered
So I started reading Hugo’s 93. I appear to have met the distant royalist cousin the Enjolras family doesn’t talk about.
That point in a piece of fanfiction where you can tell something embarrassing is about to happen so you start fucking around on tumblr because you’re a huge baby with a crippling overabudance of empathy.
I do this with every media I consume. I pause movies and have to walk around and prepare myself for second-hand embarrassment sometimes.