Shadowed dreams,
Shattered dreams,
Scattered dreams.
Blood stained remnants on the ground, Child's sob echoing around. And there are voices on the air, Voice of a brother no longer there. Golden eyes look up to peek, And to him the voices start to speak,
Of Shadowed dreams,
Shattered dreams,
Scattered dreams.
A fic-let of Ed before he seals Al's soul to the armor. Not exactly a poem…not sure what it is, to tell you the truth… :grins: Shortest work of fan-fiction I've ever written! I should celebrate:::throws party:
Also…I should tell you: I missed the first episode of FMA… I have read the graphic novel (translated on the internet) so I guess I kind know what happen. Plus there's all those wonderfully angst-filled flashbacks in the show! I especially like the flashbacks in "Home of the Waiting Family" when Armstrong's all going on about how strong Edward is, and Pinako's like, "strong, huh?" and you see the flashback.
:snickers: Sorry 'bout that. I got a bit carried away… :shoves her Muses in a jar: (They only fit in there because they're small enough to fit on my shoulders…!) If you read enough of my fan-fiction, you'll get to know my Muses very well. On my left shoulder, is Angel. Right shoulder is Angst. They argue a lot, and depending on who wins, my stories are either happy or grim. In this case Angst won.
