ExR; Grantaire doesn't believe he has any magic. Enjolras seems to think otherwise.
(Anon, I am not going to lie to you, I got this prompt and have despaired ever since, because there is no way anything I wrote could live up to the beauty of these two sentences. I hope this story suffices at least in part!)
Enjolras makes lightlike the sun.
It isn’t the only thinghe can do, but it seems to be his favorite. It’s probably Grantaire’sfavorite too. It’s how Grantaire noticed him first, giving a speechin front of a cloud and glowing on a cloudy day, not bright enough tohurt the eyes of the people watching him, but bright enough to gettheir attention. Grantaire almost wonders if there’s some kind ofmagic in his voice too, to get people listening, but that’s just whohe is.
Grantaire watches,enthralled, and that’s really the end of him.