Array 149 // Voice

[bloodseal_soul]

She's...

[Al's voice is soft, but thick. Not with tears, but with pain that somehow is beyond that. A numbness, a helplessness. He normally sounds so together, like he has everything under control, but right now he's small again. Small and utterly lost.]

Mom's gone.

[Click.]

Comments

[Video]

[showchoirstar]

... Alphonse?

[offline]

[showchoirstar]

[Rachel is silent, for a moment, before she sings softly underneath her breath.]

Little child, be not afraid...the rain pounds harsh against the glass...like an unwanted stranger...There is no danger -- I am here tonight...

[offline]

[bloodseal_soul]

[It's different in her voice. Different, but comforting -- a blend of the past with the here and now, reminding him of what he used to be, who he is now, and what he will become.

He mouths the words along with her until they get to the last verse. He can't sing, but-]

Well, now I am grown, and these years have shown, rain's a part of how life goes...

[offline]

[showchoirstar]

[Rachel smiles to herself a little, lowering her voice to adjust to Alphonse's pitch, but she lets him sing along. It's his song, after all, not hers.]

[offline]

[bloodseal_soul]

Everything's fine in the morning. The rain will be gone in the morning... and I'll still be here, in the morning.

[offline]

[showchoirstar]

[She smiles -- her eyes are shining with tears -- and when the song concludes, she murmurs:]

It's beautiful.

[offline]

[bloodseal_soul]

... It's a good song.

Re: [offline]

[showchoirstar]

It is. A perfect song.