He's always brought flowers. Today is no different; purchasing the bouquet of white lilies that he's holding in one hand had been the only stop that Roy had made between getting off the train and coming here. He would have come to visit regardless, but it seems only proper to see the one who had been responsible for his return to Central before ( Read more... )

Watching them go had proved to be too difficult, and so Corporal Roy Mustang simply hadn't. There had been a number of reasons, to tell the truth, and Roy turns a few of them over in his mind as he sits once again before the fireplace ( Read more... )

"I suppose that's the end ( Read more... )

The door hasn't opened for Roy in longer than he cares to think about. He's not certain why it stopped, honestly, only that one day he'd left Milliways and that he hasn't been able to get back in since. He'd eventually stopped even looking for the entrance, instead trying to forget that it had ever been there as he drove himself harder toward his ( Read more... )