1The winters had been cold; snow and frost had covered the ground, before winter had even begun. Another early winter.
It was all the same to Corporal Roy Mustang and he found himself becoming numb to the cold or perhaps that was the frostbite speaking. After all, five years was quite a long time to wait for someone. Especially when it seems some days that you're the only person waiting for him. So many years have passed by that everyone assumed he was dead.
Everyone had expected him to move on but he never did. Hawkeye would frown at him, while it was all right for Al to pine after his brother; it certainly wasn't proper for him to do it as well.
Roy watched as the snow fell down heavier than before. He couldn't help but let a small sigh escape. Another snowfall, another winter, which all meant another year without Edward.