Weee! Another fic.
And as always FMA isnt mine and either our the little lyric thingies.
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He tried to be as quiet as possible while he crept up the old creaky stairs to go to Winrys room. The house was so quiet and peaceful at this time in the morning. The sunlight shined through every window in the hallway, you could see the dust flying around in the air. Edward rubbed his tired eyes and stifled a yawn. Al and him were leaving, but he just had to see Winry one more time before he set one foot out that door.
'I swear I'll know your face in the crowd'
He could see her door was slightly cracked open as he stepped toward it, as his boots made their noisy way to her door he felt tears slightly prick at his eyes. He would do anything to stay home. Yeah, home, that's what it was. For years he never thought he had a home. Home was the thing they burnt down, home was where he committed all his sins, home was where he had lost his brothers body. Home was where all his shame was. For all those years he never thought he had a home until now. He breathed in and could feel the ecstasy that filled his body, reaching down making his toes curl up, all the way to his chest. He couldn't help but smile and let one lone tear make its way down his cheek. Home. This was his home.
'I'll hear your voice so loud, when your whispering'
He stood in front of her door, the old planks of lumber creaked under his weight and he mentally cursed and hoped she didn't awaken. He stuck one finger through the slight split in her door and pushed it open slightly only to find her sleeping silently. She had no idea they were leaving. He had promised to stay longer, but she knew that he couldn't keep that. Each day her gorgeous smile would be there, but her eyes would be filled with grief. She just waited everyday either for them to return or to never come back.
'Do you feel hollow when you think of how I've lied?'
As he stood watching her he couldn't help but realize how much she had grown up and had become stronger. The blankets were down to her thighs, she was only wearing her thin white nightgown. The large window beside her bed covered her up with its warmth and gave her a angelic glow. He vaguely wondered if that's what was keeping her warm.
'Oh sweet angel of mercy with your grace like the morning"
The air still had that chilly scent and feeling, the ground was still covered with early morning dew. Her blonde hair was scattered across her pillow and shined with highlights from the morning glow. He let another tear fall down his face and he heard it fall on the wooden floorboards. He felt his shoulders start to shake slightly and took a deep breath in. No, no need to cry.
'Wrap your loving arms around me'
He would come back to Winry. No, not just Winry, but home.
His home.
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Something I imagined in my head and had to write a fic about. Lyrics are to Underoath-Some will seek forgiveness,Others Escape.
You should download it. Its a very pretty song. Anyways read and review!