I know my precedente fanfictions are terrible, so I'm going to try and make this good. Sorry if I don't portray them right.
《Ed's P.O.V.》
Alphonse and I got off of the train. We entered a small town called Odankaji. I groaned, "I'm huuuungryyyyyy!!!" Al chuckled. "Let's go find a place to eat, then." We began walking and soon got to a small outdoor resteraunt. Not long after we had sat down, a girl came over and said, "Tatsumaki!" An old man approached her. He smiled. "Hello, Kutsuu. Would te like something to drink?" "Water... I'm going to borrow some più books." "As many as te need." She ran into a small room and soon came out with some books. She sat down and looked through the pages. I looked at her. She had brown hair with an aqua green ponytail. Her eyes were midnight blue with lime, calce green tints. She was wearing a dark gray tanktop and black jeans, with brown boots, light gray gloves, and a light gray coat. She murmered, "So that's what he meant..." She grabbed the glass of water and took a long, slow sip. Her eyes turned to me once she set the glass down. She growled, "It's rude to stare, te know!" I said, "I didn't mean anything da it, sorry." Al nodded. "We didn't mean to be rude." She scowled and grabbed the libri and walked off. The old man sighed. "I'm sorry about that. I'm Tatsumaki Yamato. Her name is Kutsuu Himura. She doesn't mean to be rude like that, she's been through hell, is why." Al said, "I-I don't mean to pry, but... What do te mean that she's been through hell?"
Sorry if it was short. I hope te like it. I'll post più chapters soon.
《Ed's P.O.V.》
Alphonse and I got off of the train. We entered a small town called Odankaji. I groaned, "I'm huuuungryyyyyy!!!" Al chuckled. "Let's go find a place to eat, then." We began walking and soon got to a small outdoor resteraunt. Not long after we had sat down, a girl came over and said, "Tatsumaki!" An old man approached her. He smiled. "Hello, Kutsuu. Would te like something to drink?" "Water... I'm going to borrow some più books." "As many as te need." She ran into a small room and soon came out with some books. She sat down and looked through the pages. I looked at her. She had brown hair with an aqua green ponytail. Her eyes were midnight blue with lime, calce green tints. She was wearing a dark gray tanktop and black jeans, with brown boots, light gray gloves, and a light gray coat. She murmered, "So that's what he meant..." She grabbed the glass of water and took a long, slow sip. Her eyes turned to me once she set the glass down. She growled, "It's rude to stare, te know!" I said, "I didn't mean anything da it, sorry." Al nodded. "We didn't mean to be rude." She scowled and grabbed the libri and walked off. The old man sighed. "I'm sorry about that. I'm Tatsumaki Yamato. Her name is Kutsuu Himura. She doesn't mean to be rude like that, she's been through hell, is why." Al said, "I-I don't mean to pry, but... What do te mean that she's been through hell?"
Sorry if it was short. I hope te like it. I'll post più chapters soon.
which caused so much sacrifice and misery unknown.
Deceptively though, the stone did appeal
and made foolish men think its happiness real.
O wise philosopher te must grieve no more
if te wish to revive the mirth of before.
te must face your past, for te cannot atone
for the damage te wrought with the wretched red stone.
Where is the land? That land from the past,
which many before te sought and amassed?
Take heed of their folly, and don't be deceived
da the trap which left many despaired and bereaved.
Though for happiness, power and ease they did strive,
instead they found death and now none are alive.
Consider these perished; this warning adhere.
Will te continue to seek out this stone you held dear?
te who beheld it’s baneful hue red
when the blood of your own arm and own leg was shed?
Stone of philosophers, ruby red stone.
When will te cease and leave mankind alone?
