Jumalat janoavat: Romaani

In the tumultuous autumn of 1790, a cramped, candle‑lit church on the outskirts of Paris has been stripped of its holy icons and refitted as the makeshift headquarters of a revolutionary district. Here, Évariste Gamelin, a young painter turned civic activist, slides his brush‑stained hand across a wooden desk and signs his name alongside the motto “Liberty, Equality, Brotherhood—or Death.” The walls echo with the clatter of petitions, the rustle of powdered wigs, and the acrid scent of brandy, painting a vivid picture of a society trying to rewrite its own rules.

Gamelin finds himself caught between the fervent zeal of seasoned officials like the stern carpenter Dupont and the aloof, scar‑marked secretary Fortuné Trubert, whose dead‑pan replies mask a restless ambition. As the committees argue over voter turnout, surveillance, and the fate of suspected traitors, Gamelin’s artistic temperament is tested by the harsh demands of politics. Amid the murmurs of accusation and the promise of blood‑stained justice, he must decide whether to wield his brush, his pen, or his conscience in the new Republic’s uncertain dawn.