A/N: This collection contains uncorrelated drabbles (no poetry) part of several different challenges (and possibly competitions too) from the Fullmetal Alchemist: A Bit of Everything Forum (link's on my profile). They'll be from both the 2003 and 2009 animes and their respected movies, or general, but I'll mention what it is for easier navigation.


Faint Rays of Light
a collection of drabbles


Context: Post 2003, pre-CoS
Character(s)
: Edward Elric
Challenge(s): The A-Maze-Ing Race Challenge, prompt: flight


Edward had long since been drowned in the masses of people flocking to the square, and instead of fight the majority he'd simply let himself be swept away. It wasn't as though he had a particular goal in mind after all: aside from his search for a way home, currently facilitated by his studies at the university, he had nothing to ground him to this world.

Really, it made no difference if he spent his Saturday evening like a dry bird in the taverns, or one with clipped wings running along the ground as they watched the fighter planes in the sky. What did matter was how many those fighter planes would kill once they went into practise, just like how those Philosophers Stones of Doctor Marcoh had killed so many Ishbalans in the hands of the Amestrian Military.

And yet he'd created them anyway, just like people had created those fighter planes, possibly for other reasons than the war. People with their own personal desires they tried to realise, even if it cost the rest of the world a very steep price.

Edward gave himself a sad smile; he was really no different. Looking for a way home no matter what it cost, no matter what consequences opening the Gate again could bring. It was what had brought him into the heart of war again, what had caused him to leave England for a similar nightmare instead of a small haven of peace.

But there was no peace for a drowning man, he reflected in the loud whirs of engines as fighter planes continued their acrobatics overhead. He wondered if the Icarus in the legends really could have drowned, or had he clawed his way up to the surface and created new wings for himself from steel?