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"𝐼𝑓 𝐼 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝐼'𝑚 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟."
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"𝐼𝑓 𝐼 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝐼'𝑚 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟."
Alphonse tilted his helm toward his brother, the faint scrape of metal echoing as he leaned closer to glance at the crumpled map,
“Brother… I think you might be holding it upside down again,” he said gently, voice tinged with amusement despite their situation.
He straightened, hands resting on
“Brother… I think you might be holding it upside down again,” he said gently, voice tinged with amusement despite their situation.
He straightened, hands resting on
October 24, 2025 at 10:34 PM
Alphonse tilted his helm toward his brother, the faint scrape of metal echoing as he leaned closer to glance at the crumpled map,
“Brother… I think you might be holding it upside down again,” he said gently, voice tinged with amusement despite their situation.
He straightened, hands resting on
“Brother… I think you might be holding it upside down again,” he said gently, voice tinged with amusement despite their situation.
He straightened, hands resting on
He straightened up again, the light from suns beams glinting off the old scratches in his armor as he turned his head this way and that, scanning the unfamiliar signs and narrow alleys.
The hollow tone of his voice lifted with growing worry,
“What if we never find our way back, brother?”
The hollow tone of his voice lifted with growing worry,
“What if we never find our way back, brother?”
October 22, 2025 at 1:41 PM
He straightened up again, the light from suns beams glinting off the old scratches in his armor as he turned his head this way and that, scanning the unfamiliar signs and narrow alleys.
The hollow tone of his voice lifted with growing worry,
“What if we never find our way back, brother?”
The hollow tone of his voice lifted with growing worry,
“What if we never find our way back, brother?”
His large frame shifted awkwardly as he stared down at his brother, the faint clink of metal echoing with the movement. The way his helmet dipped just slightly forward gave away his mood, the very essence of a pout trapped behind steel,
“I swore this was the way,” His hollow voice mumbled. ☀︎
“I swore this was the way,” His hollow voice mumbled. ☀︎
October 22, 2025 at 1:41 PM
His large frame shifted awkwardly as he stared down at his brother, the faint clink of metal echoing with the movement. The way his helmet dipped just slightly forward gave away his mood, the very essence of a pout trapped behind steel,
“I swore this was the way,” His hollow voice mumbled. ☀︎
“I swore this was the way,” His hollow voice mumbled. ☀︎
The streets bustled with noise and color, vendors calling out over the crowd as a tall suit of armor wandered aimlessly among them.
Alphonse slowed to a stop, glancing around at the unfamiliar area.
A hollow sigh echoed from within the metal,
“.. I think I might’ve taken a wrong turn.” 💧
Alphonse slowed to a stop, glancing around at the unfamiliar area.
A hollow sigh echoed from within the metal,
“.. I think I might’ve taken a wrong turn.” 💧
October 19, 2025 at 3:47 AM
The streets bustled with noise and color, vendors calling out over the crowd as a tall suit of armor wandered aimlessly among them.
Alphonse slowed to a stop, glancing around at the unfamiliar area.
A hollow sigh echoed from within the metal,
“.. I think I might’ve taken a wrong turn.” 💧
Alphonse slowed to a stop, glancing around at the unfamiliar area.
A hollow sigh echoed from within the metal,
“.. I think I might’ve taken a wrong turn.” 💧
The Armor was cleaned. It looked almost alive again, a solid reminder of what once was.
Alphonse stepped back, wiping his hands on a rag as he studied it. The memories it carried ..
He scratched the back of his head with a faint, uncertain smile.
“What do I do with you…” He murmured.
Alphonse stepped back, wiping his hands on a rag as he studied it. The memories it carried ..
He scratched the back of his head with a faint, uncertain smile.
“What do I do with you…” He murmured.
October 19, 2025 at 3:40 AM
The Armor was cleaned. It looked almost alive again, a solid reminder of what once was.
Alphonse stepped back, wiping his hands on a rag as he studied it. The memories it carried ..
He scratched the back of his head with a faint, uncertain smile.
“What do I do with you…” He murmured.
Alphonse stepped back, wiping his hands on a rag as he studied it. The memories it carried ..
He scratched the back of his head with a faint, uncertain smile.
“What do I do with you…” He murmured.
