When we've been here ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun,

[powerinsong]

Characters: Edward Elric and Azmaria Hendric
Setting: An abandoned church in New York in 1924.
Content: After Edward wanders into a church to find Azmaria singing, they have a talk about religion.
Format: Prose
Warnings: None come to mind!

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[powerinsong]

"So led by light of a star, sweetly-" Although she hadn't been able to detect the footsteps, it wasn't hard to hear a sneeze, particularly in a space devoid of people. With a squeak, like a little church mouse (almost ironic, given the circumstances), she whirled around. Her hair moved into her face, but she quickly brushed it back to see who the unexpected guest. For some reason, she was frightened - nothing to be scared of, it's just an ordinary person, she told herself. There's no reason anybody else would be after you.

When she took in the sight of the unfamiliar blond boy, she realized he couldn't be much older than her. Relaxing a little (still shaking) she took a step or two forward, calling out as she forced her voice not to tremble.

"Who are you?" It was soft, as though she didn't quite dare to ask the question for fear of the answer, but audible all the same.

[powerinsong]

She relaxed when he answered; there would have been no use in denying who he was if he was coming to take her, would there? When he could obviously win by force, there was no need for a strategy like that. After the slightly fearful expression fell from her face, it was instead replaced by that of a cheerful smile.

"It's alright! You can stay, if you like. I was just a little bit startled..."