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Nocturnal Acquaintances
Chapter 89/?
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‘Grantaire, my boy,’ Lafayette petted his shoulder, ‘that looks promising. A landscape piece?’
‘Gothic Horror, sir,’ he lifted the sketchbook up by a few centimetres, ‘the shape of the tower and wall against the wild nature and unkempt beauty of this place.’
‘I assume, the daylight will be altered?’
‘I was thinking of either dusk or the whole scene illuminated by fires.’
Lafayette hummed, ‘Fires, you say?’
‘Well, less fire and more of a few glimmering points where fires burn and the rest of the scenery enveloped in smoke and fog.’
‘Colour me intrigued,’ Lafayette gave him another smile, ‘the idea itself sounds good. You seem to be channelling Caspar David Friedrich for this, and you can hardly find a better representative for German Romanticism.’
