[ ...Ed has only seen that face in his dreams. He's only been able to see the bright eyed boy beyond the large, heavy doors of Truth, where he remained, unattainable and unreachable.
so when he's flicking through the network, trying to keep his mind occupied, and that's what he sees and hears, his blood runs cold. he's sure it's just an illusion, that it's just the cold and the hunger finally doing him in for good. he's too afraid to get up and go check, to turn the corner to the front door and see nothing there, to find Al still sleeping, still shiny armour and all.
Ed takes a deep breath before turning on his own feed, his voice cracked and quiet. ]
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so when he's flicking through the network, trying to keep his mind occupied, and that's what he sees and hears, his blood runs cold. he's sure it's just an illusion, that it's just the cold and the hunger finally doing him in for good. he's too afraid to get up and go check, to turn the corner to the front door and see nothing there, to find Al still sleeping, still shiny armour and all.
Ed takes a deep breath before turning on his own feed, his voice cracked and quiet. ]
A-Al...?