Edward's Eyes
By begumfarah99
They were like two golden orbs, his eyes. A colour supposedly impossible to attain. But then,he was never just like everyone else now, was he? Human transmutation at 11, State Alchemist by 12. Death and destruction was but a normal occurance in his life. They were almost a part of him. Just like his eyes.
Gold. The colour of the ornaments adorned by the rich and famous, separating them from the poverty striken.
It reflected power, strength. It betrayed no emotion. Exuding a cool and calm exterior, it was expressionless. You could gaze endlessly into that sea of gold, and never reach into the depths of its heart. You could never understand it.
But understand this, while you cannot penetrate it's hard exterior, you can realise it is not without reason. There are some secrets that are too dark to be told, too painful to be shared. And the tough front, it is but a mask.
Because you see, gold, in reality, is really very brittle.
A/N: written a few months ago. Tell me what you think. Possibly, after my exams are over, i might write more, or post whatever else i've written before. So, drop me a review :)