Just little pieces of ideas that come together. No real plot, just tidbits of inspiration.
Drabble One: Miss you
They took you away from me, Roy. They took you away.
That's what I keep telling myself.
After your body came home from that war, I knew when Maes showed up on the porch that you were gone, and all I lived for was history.
You know Roy, I miss you. It's why I have to... to get away from this all.
I cant bear the time apart. Why I must make reality fade away, and let my dreams become reality, or just join you in the afterlife. I'm not all that spiritual, but if you're there, I'll become spiritual.
To be with you.
"Roy."