Wee, fun-ness with words :D
I actually have a bunch of these written out, I'm just trying to pace myself with posting. If you lot review, I'll just post them all! How's that for incentive?
12. Colours
When Ed remembers Envy, he remembers the green of his hair – bracken-green, bush-green, jealous and spiteful and sick green, grass and leaves – the dark and the fresh.
When Ed remembers Envy, he remembers the white of his skin – ivory-white, delicate china white, moonbeam and starlight and nightriver white. Corpse white and bone white. Mystic and murderous.
When Ed remembers Envy, he remembers the black of his garments – midnight-black, dried-blood, dark velvet and bat-wings and grave earth.
When Ed remembers Envy, he remembers the violet of his eyes – ever-shifting, ever-changing, ever-glinting with purple lightning and sunsets.
He doesn't know why.
He lies back on the grass (green) and stares up at the dusky sky (purple). There's still a few clouds (white) dotting the sky, wispy and wistful. His shirt (black) is drenched with sweat – it gets very hot in Rizenbul in the summer and he's been lying under the sun for a long time, remembering. His coat (red) is tossed to the side.
"I wish I'd known you better."
When Ed remembers Envy, he remembers the red of his Philosopher's Stone – blood, rage and passion, but also roses, wine and Ishbalan eyes – but he refuses to remember how Envy was the one who destroyed it.
"I wish I'd known you."