Characters: Ed Elric, whoever wants to find him
Setting: The empty bedroom
Time: Day 006, evening
Summary: Ed angsts over his condition and Al, trying to figure out a solution to both problems.
Warnings: ...angst?
Edward curled up on his side, wincing as the developing small, hard growths on his body protested the weight. He hadn't looked in the mirror for a while...not that he needed to. He had bitten his lip and drawn blood far more easily than before, and it didn't taste right, for that matter. In the dim light he could see that his skin had become pale, marked by faint circles of red.
The damn ghosts had made him a...
No, he didn't want to think about that. What about Al?
He had to do something...to see Al like that made him want to die from guilt. Al was his responsibility. Lorenzo had been right...what kind of a brother was he, if he couldn't protect his sibling? But what could he do to reverse something like that?
Ed wanted to see Al again--the real Al, the kid with bright gray eyes and a cheerful smile. Not the rotting, haggard multi-jointed blind creature he had become.