"What's Behind the Facade?"

Should like to take a moment to encourage everyone to watch The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes, as this movie rocks.

At one point, Holmes states Watson is "his glass of tea". Despite the fact that he is lying, am quite endeared to the movie.

By the way, I'm ill. *snuggles under blankets*

"He Made Harp Pins of Her Fingers Fair..."

*glowers at piles of kleenexes*

reincineir, can you give me a link to the picture of Girald's Cosette with flowers growing out of her which long ago you drew?

"Everything Worth Living For... Is There, In His Eyes..."

Well, and Christophe-Marie is finished. My poor little Enjolras will only exist in roleplays and drabble communities. How harsh a fate, indeed, for a boy who managed a fifteen-chapter story which was by far my longest ever fic.

*creeps into a corner and weeps over him*

However, I have a lovely Art Neauvou (sp?) picture of him drawn by reincineir, and also a splendid surreal one of him by Waen. *clings to pictures*

( Epilogue )