Sun

His first memory of her is of light: of a shining, laughing, golden face with the sun behind it, slices of sunbeam forcing their way around the sides of her head. He doesn't think about this very often- usually he focuses on his more recent memories- but even so, it is as though this image of has affected his perception of her on a far deeper level than he thought. By now, he is almost unable to think of her without instantly picturing a sharp, achingly bright light. As he thinks about it, however, he gradually begins to realise that this picture is more fitting than he would have expected.

Because to him, she is like the sun in many ways. She is the centre of his world, and she makes him feel at home wherever he is. She shines through whatever darkness comes their way, and she is dazzling to look at. She is eternal and constant; she is warm and strong; she is golden and bright and beautiful.

Because to him, she is the sun.


Author's notes: LOL IT'S SHORT. OH WELL. XD

Sorry for any confusion the last chapter may have caused. In case you couldn't tell, Michael is Al and Winry's first child. :3