[Even though it was impossible for Al's expression to alter, he still somehow manages to give the distinct impression that he is smiling. The lights of his eyes dim slightly, wistful in memories.]
One year the snow fell so deep that our house was practically cut off. Brother and I made a whole snow army with alchemy... Our hands got so wet and cold drawing the transmutation circles in the snow.... Mom held my hands so tight in hers to warm them up.
[Only a few months later the wave of disease had swept through and stolen her. Even though remembering his mother always had a tinge of sadness and guilt, he was glad that at least he could remember some of the happy times without pain.]
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[Even though it was impossible for Al's expression to alter, he still somehow manages to give the distinct impression that he is smiling. The lights of his eyes dim slightly, wistful in memories.]
One year the snow fell so deep that our house was practically cut off. Brother and I made a whole snow army with alchemy... Our hands got so wet and cold drawing the transmutation circles in the snow.... Mom held my hands so tight in hers to warm them up.
[Only a few months later the wave of disease had swept through and stolen her. Even though remembering his mother always had a tinge of sadness and guilt, he was glad that at least he could remember some of the happy times without pain.]