Love at dawn

作者：克拉克拉

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最后更新：2023-05-27 20:40:31

Main Storyline: “O’Lady Liberty divine! For thee alone, my life I would resign: I beseech all to carve thy name so fair, On my tombstone, for all to stare.” “This is a love poem for me?” Edith couldn’t help muttering resignedly. But what else could she do? Her lover was a stoic little leader! Every time she complained that he was either on a mission or working tirelessly,Andre would smile and whisper in her ear, “Have you not heard? A revolutionary only finds rest in his grave.” It seemed like an ominous omen when he ultimately had neither a grave nor a tombstone. The only thing her little leader left her was a small notebook with a red cover. His splendid youth was so fleeting that this thin notebook was not yet filled with words on every page. The front page was inscribed with neatly written words: Love, Compassion, Liberty. The final pages remained blank, but at the very end was a small line of pencil writing, already smudged and faded, indicating that it had been written a long time ago. Each letter was bold and alive, revealing the profound happiness and fervor of the writer: “Liberty is the right to love and to be loved.” ------------------- Following is the story of the secondary male lead: Raphael always felt worthless, despite being raised to believe he was superior, with noble blood running through his veins. Fate played a cruel joke on him: overnight, the nobility that was once his pride became a source of shame, as there were no longer noblemen on this land. Too cowardly to face this reality, Raphael buried himself in alcohol and illusions, until she reached out to him and said, "In the name of liberty." Raphael believed he had found a noble cause. Had he finally gained the true nobility he sought? Yet why was it so quickly denied? In the final moment of Raphael’s life, no one came to embrace, kiss him or shed any tears. Only the deafening roar of people celebrating his death, marking the end of an era, echoed in his ears. All he left her was a note: "Never have I felt as noble as I do today." ------------------- Subplot: The Growth Story of a Peerless Beauty Fiona always thought that she lived in a world entirely separated from those wealthy girls, until this barefooted waif became a little Marchioness overnight. She had two fathers, one grand and handsome like a god, the other short and weak like a reed. They believed in completely different philosophies - the latter left her mired in poverty and shame, while the former pulled her into a heaven full of dignity and glory. Fiona chose one and abandoned the other. She felt she lacked nothing: beauty, wealth, honour,and love. Until she met that angel in the scarlet dress again. A century later, the old soldier who ended Fiona’s life recalled her in his memoir: "I felt that old lady was a blaze of fire. I aimed at her, shotted, and she fell. But bullets could never snuff out flames." What romantic entanglements will fate weave for these noble souls?