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--- Reaching Voice ---
The strong scent of gun powder consumed him as the taste of ash filled his mouth. He listened to the screaming around him, drowning out all the other sounds. He felt like he was swimming in a pool of water. He opened his eyes and saw the water was in fact blood. He was floating in a large pool of red blood. Ishbal blood.
"Colonel Mustang..."
That voice. He closed his eyes and pictured the owner of that voice. He opened his eyes; staring face to face with his lieutenant back in his office. It was only a bad dream.
A/N - Do you understand? Her voice, Riza's voice, brought him from his dream. The familiarity of her calming and innocent voice was able to free him of the torment that was his memories of Ishbal.