Royai 100 Themes:
14; Covered Eyes.
Watch out for: Slight gore.
Manga-based.
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Burning flesh.
Burning sky.
Mustang's eyes stared emotionlessly as he observed the grotesque scene that he helped create.
A blood-covered landscape.
A blood-stained nightmare.
The plume of smoke rose above the small reinforcement camp, or whatever was left of it, that his so-called enemies had built. The hill was small and distances itself fairly far away but he had no trouble burning them all.
Two hands.
Too many deaths.
His coal eyes gazed to his gloved hands, that same look never fading away. How did it come to this? How could he even participate in this war? How did he sleep (if that's what it could be called) at night? Would he ever be forgiven?
Sudden darkness.
Sudden warmth.
His vision went dark a few seconds later which, at first, startled him. He noticed cracks in the covers of his eyes and remained stoic as a body behind him stepped a little closer. Roy knew who it was and was glad she had done that. Has she not covered his eyes, he would have stared there forever, thinking in misery at the sins he'd been performing.
"I'm sorry," she said over the crackles of the flames below.
Such a sad sight.
Such an innocent girl dragged into this.
And he blamed himself.