Drabble Post - Restoration (FMA)
Oct. 3rd, 2017 09:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kristenskI really wanted to write something for FMA Day/October 3, but life has been a little wacky lately. Still, here's a tiny, rough drabble.
Restoration
As their train rattled steadily away from Resembool, Alphonse Elric watched the countryside slide past his window. He felt as though everything he had ever known was sliding away with it.
He and Brother had lost so much already. And, trying to restore their bodies might cost them what they still had.
Stark black against the clear blue sky caught his eye, and he focused his attention out the window across the aisle.
Fire-blackened timbers. A sooty chimney reaching skyward.
Like their house the last time he had seen it.
Only this house wasn’t still and lonely. He could see figures moving busily, carrying tools and boards.
Then, the scene was gone.
And, somehow, his heart felt lighter.
Not everything had to be gone forever.
Restoration
As their train rattled steadily away from Resembool, Alphonse Elric watched the countryside slide past his window. He felt as though everything he had ever known was sliding away with it.
He and Brother had lost so much already. And, trying to restore their bodies might cost them what they still had.
Stark black against the clear blue sky caught his eye, and he focused his attention out the window across the aisle.
Fire-blackened timbers. A sooty chimney reaching skyward.
Like their house the last time he had seen it.
Only this house wasn’t still and lonely. He could see figures moving busily, carrying tools and boards.
Then, the scene was gone.
And, somehow, his heart felt lighter.
Not everything had to be gone forever.
