Also GO TEAM EDWARD (ELRIC) lol.


Forward the Machine:Chapter 5By the time Al woke on the morning of the second day, the train was already far east enough the grass had turned desert. Sand made for slow going, it seemed, or perhaps it was only that there was so much of it. The world outside his window looped over and over for hours, nothing to see but endless hills of sand. Lior happened suddenly, like a heart attack. He had last approached the city by motorcar, so he was unprepared for the citys best side that it even had a best side, out of its cacophony of ruins and high rises. Approached head-on by rail, it almost came together. The city was sheltered by a wall of adobe, forgForward the Machine:Chapter 5


Forward the Machine:Chapter 4For the first ten minutes after the dream broke it was all he could do to remember how to breathe. The nightmare sent him careening out of bed, nightclothes and all, and he wandered around for a while in a fog, unsure of what to do with himself, unable to settle. He had no idea at all what time it was. A quick peek out the hall window on his way to the restroom revealed the gibbous moon still fat in the lower half of the pane, a couple embarrassed stars skulking about with it on the horizon. It looked poisonous through the distorted old glass; its bloated yellow face winked at him unevenly, and that was when Alfons realized he wasnForward the Machine:Chapter 4


Forward the Machine:Chapter 3Even though he knew it was a dream, the light was starting to make him doubt his own sanity.Forward the Machine:Chapter 3
Alfons had come to realize he was asleep some time ago, but all that had gained him was the knowledge that he was trapped in a nightmare. He was lost in a vast emptiness lit from everywhere at once, no sky or earth to ground him, just endless amounts of nothing at all. The only hue in this place was horrible. Yellow had never been his favorite color, in the waking world or otherwise. It reminded him of ill health, of sickness and jaundice. He tried to close his eyes against it, but to no avail the light permeated his senses like he w


Forward the Machine:Chapter 2Risenberg in winter was not the paradise he remembered, Alphonse thought, tugging his red coat tighter across his chest. In his minds eye, his hometown was a green place, fragrant with heather, and the hills perennially blazed with warm midsummer sun the same sanctuary it had always been, where he and his brother could race endlessly through the lush river valley, maybe find a fat frog to take home and show Mother.Forward the Machine:Chapter 2
The Risenberg of late November, however, was nothing remotely like his memories and he was kicking himself for not considering a thicker coat. His brothers old clothing was layered enough that the t
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