They have lost close to everything, stared death in the face, held on to hope by a thread and nearly let go, but even on this bloodied battlefield, flowers bloom, and every cloud up in the sin-stained sky has a silver lining. A collection of poems, one-shots, and drabbles about various FMA characters and the 'silver linings' in their lives.

Our flowers have long since wilted away. Poem inspired by Anna and John Bates.

"The question is, Lieutenant...just how long are you going to put up with me?" "As long as I have to," Their pomegranate-colored stain seeps all the way through, deep enough that it will never wash out, and he decides that is long enough. (Royai, Edwin)

"Oh god…" "I know, it's horrible. Humanity really is so weak…" "What? Oh no, I wasn't even talking about that. I just had another flashback of Hanji doing the Macarena." After being inflicted with several humiliating injuries, and performing way too many musical numbers, the members of the Recon Corps came to a final decision: What happens within the walls, stays within the walls.

I want to be pure for you. Poem.

My teardrops set the world ABLAZE. A poem inspired by multiple anime/manga characters.