The presence of this extraordinary being caused, as it were, a breath of life to circulate throughout the entire cathedral. It seemed as though there escaped from him, at least according to the growing superstitions of the crowd, a mysterious emanation which animated all the stones of Notre-Dame, and made the deep bowels of the ancient church to palpitate. It sufficed for people to know that he was there, to make them believe that they beheld the thousand statues of the galleries and the fronts in motion. And the cathedral did indeed seem a docile and obedient creature beneath his hand; it waited on his will to raise its great voice; it was possessed and filled with Quasimodo, as with a familiar spirit. One would have said that he made the immense edifice breathe. He was everywhere about it; in fact, he multiplied himself on all points of the structure. Now one perceived with affright at the very top of one of the towers, a fantastic dwarf climbing, writhing, crawling on all fours, descending outside above the abyss, leaping from projection to projection, and going to ransack the belly of some sculptured gorgon; it was Quasimodo dislodging the crows. Again, in some obscure corner of the church one came in contact with a sort of living chimera, crouching and scowling; it was Quasimodo engaged in thought. Sometimes one caught sight, upon a bell tower, of an enormous head and a bundle of disordered limbs swinging furiously at the end of a rope; it was Quasimodo ringing vespers or the Angelus. Often at night a hideous form was seen wandering along the frail balustrade of carved lacework, which crowns the towers and borders the circumference of the apse; again it was the hunchback of Notre-Dame. Then, said the women of the neighborhood, the whole church took on something fantastic, supernatural, horrible; eyes and mouths were opened, here and there; one heard the dogs, the monsters, and the gargoyles of stone, which keep watch night and day, with outstretched neck and open jaws, around the monstrous cathedral, barking. And, if it was a Christmas Eve, while the great bell, which seemed to emit the death rattle, summoned the faithful to the midnight mass, such an air was spread over the sombre façade that one would have declared that the grand portal was devouring the throng, and that the rose window was watching it. And all this came from Quasimodo. Egypt would have taken him for the god of this temple; the Middle Ages believed him to be its demon: he was in fact its soul.
~ Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame (Notre-Dame de Paris)
Too much time on my hands
I remember reading this comic in the actual magazine when it came out…It was around late 1996 or 1997 I think. I never thought I’d see it again, wow!
Audio issues fixed!
Come join the HoND livestream at www.livestream.com/doinkieschannel now!
I had some audio issues with the livestream program. I’m going to reinstall it, so check back in several minutes. If the audio still doesn’t work please go to little-hiding-owl’s channel to watch it there.
HoND livestream will start in half an hour!
The Quasimodo Sunday HoND livestream will be starting in half an hour at www.livestream.com/doinkieschannel !
Don’t miss it!
Join us for a livestream of HoND tomorrow!
Hey everyone, doinkies here. Tomorrow will be the 1st Sunday after Easter, also known as…Quasimodo Sunday!
Come join us tomorrow for a livestream of Disney’s Hunchback of Notre Dame (and possibly some other HoND-related videos) at www.livestream.com/doinkieschannel
The livestream will begin at around 1:00 PM Pacific time (3:00 PM EST, 20:00 UTC).
Hope you can come join us! :D