Tag "Tattoos" - Works and Original stories

"Burn it. So that no one will ever again be able to create a flame alchemist." Riza stands by the half-open window. The light curtains lift and swell in the draft, as if breathing. From the garden drifts the heavy, humid scent of summer and the fresh smell of cut grass. Roy can’t see Riza’s face, but he can hear the fear in her voice. Her elegant back is bare, her arms are crossed over her shoulders, fingers clutching her thin skin, kneading it in restless anticipation.