“I’m going to find you,” Enjolras says, with such a feeling of conviction that he could will continent-spanning bridges into existence if Grantaire would only tell him the destination.

And Grantaire laughs, high and helpless and bitter. Enjolras’ heart clenches. “No you won’t,” he says, and hangs up. [http://archiveofourown.org/works/949495]

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