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Post by Envy on Jul 19, 2007 17:08:49 GMT -6
SCAR-SAN
There was a silence over the ruins of Ishbal. The wind was blowing over the sands, that have burried the city, that was once as powerful as famous. But as every powerful nation, it collapsed under the weight of its own arogance. Now only the white bones of long dead people told the horrors that happened at this place.
Scar-san was kneeling on the sand, tears of despair were pouring from his dark eyes. He was shivering, not from cold, but from great grief.Then he stood up. he must not show weakness at this place, at his brothers grave. He pulled his right sleeve, revealing his tattooed arm. *Now I finally understand, why you have gave me this cursed arm, brother! To avange you and all that fell here that day!* His eyes looked into the distance, in the direction of Central city. *The State Alchemists!* he roared in anger. *Now I understand, brother! Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth!*
Then he walked away into the desert. No, he wasn't lost. He knew exactly where he was going and what was his aim. *For you brother,* he murmured quitely. Darness has fell over the desert.
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