Winry stood at the end of the grave.

It's funny. I never thought it would ever be like this.

She brushed a lock of hair back from her face, resisting the strong breeze.

Sometimes I wish I could turn back time... Undo what happened and put something different in its place. Rewrite my life. But then I remember everything happens for a reason. And it's not like they're all gone...

She placed the flower she was holding on the grave and walked away, sending a silent kiss back to the epitaph on the stone.

In Loving Memory of

Edward Elric

The Fullmetal Alchemist

1899-1920

Rest In Peace.

No. They're not all gone... My family is right here.