Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Fullmetal Alchemist. These stories are purely fan-fiction. OCs are fictional and original.
(Briggs)
A batch of soldiers were having their daily run early that morning.
The cold air was unusual, yet undaunting to the uniformed men,
beating their path at a steady pace amidst the snow woods.
An increase of light rays that penetrated the dark foliage was a welcome
to the nearing exit.
The sky was clear for now though the sun said to expect a light shower as it
faded reluctantly to a smoky approach from the Northeast.
A woman stood watch from above the towering walls, her arms folded,
annoyed at the careless wind teasing her locks, as they fluttered recklessly.
She spotted her soldiers now, picking up their pace as they hurried back to their fortress.
"Hurry, we have some fencing to do!" She hollered and turned to leave but stopped
when she noticed a far-off approaching vehicle.
It was a state vehicle.
"There's a letter for you, Ma'am."
Olivier picked up the letter and glanced shrewdly at the sparkle and love initials
signed by the sender.
"Thank you, Private." And returned to her office with furrowed brows!
"Sigh." Thoughts ran as she pondered about the contents.
Every now and then, her family would request her return for "urgent"matters,
only to meet"promising & charming" bachelors who might end up as their
prospective son-in-law. She looked at the unread letter again.
Well, this just might be another one of those requests.
"Hmmph!" The rest of the content was crushed and thrown atop on most of
the other paperwork that didn't make the mark!
"Miles?"
The Major had just arrived at the door.
"General, the boys are ready."
"Good," Her eyes gleamed, her glint returned, as she rose from her desk
to grab her coat and sword.
Notes: My first try at fanfic! ^.^ I'm not sure how this will turn out, hopefully good!