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After ten months of living on the island, there were very few things that Edward was not used to seeing by now. Birds in tropical trees, plant-life, people working on modest little huts and houses. He was not, however, quite used to seeing a combination of these things.
There just off the path, was Winry's treehouse. And hanging out of the window, long blond hair dangling downward, was Winry.
"You better be careful, or you'll fall and break your neck!" he cried, cupping his hands around his mouth.
There just off the path, was Winry's treehouse. And hanging out of the window, long blond hair dangling downward, was Winry.
"You better be careful, or you'll fall and break your neck!" he cried, cupping his hands around his mouth.