( hopeful is perhaps a good word for it. nightingale is reminded of a conversation he's had with hugh in the 60s — about a frisson in the air, a sense of excitement. nightingale hadn't felt it then, had put hugh's sense of it down to the introduction of miniskirts in general fashion.
it had been magic returning to the world, then. he doesn't think that's it now at all, but he's been wrong about it before. he shrugs now, something nostalgic in the curve of his smile. )
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose. ( if the words seem like an echo of something, that's because they are: an echo of a younger him. )
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( hopeful is perhaps a good word for it. nightingale is reminded of a conversation he's had with hugh in the 60s — about a frisson in the air, a sense of excitement. nightingale hadn't felt it then, had put hugh's sense of it down to the introduction of miniskirts in general fashion.
it had been magic returning to the world, then. he doesn't think that's it now at all, but he's been wrong about it before. he shrugs now, something nostalgic in the curve of his smile. )
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose. ( if the words seem like an echo of something, that's because they are: an echo of a younger him. )