"Even after I became a soldier, war still seemed like something that happened in a far off land where I couldn't see it, or where someone else fought and died. It didn't seem real; like war had nothing to do with me. But now that I learned there's someone who's willing to start war, who's going to start war just for the stone, I know that as long as there are people who seek the stone's forbidden power, bloodshed will keep happening. I know the desire for that power lurks somewhere in all of us. The homunculi may throw fuel on the fire, but didn't the desire to bring back people that we love create them? And if they're nothing more than products of our own hearts and minds, no matter how pure our intentions, then there will never be a war that is not, in some part, caused by all of us."

This is really based off a combination of 3 role plays. (I have a "War in Drachma" fetish apparently) The title however is based off my very first role play/fanfic.

I take pride in this being the fact that this piece was done solely with traditional mediums, (prismacolor pencils and watercolor pencils), but I have to say I'm liking it less and less as the time goes by. XD But hey, thats just me.

So this picture is really dedicated to the 3 people who have done those role plays with me.



Thanks guys, its been fun. X3

EDIT: I added snowfall in photoshop to make it more dramatic

"This is what happens to heroes, Ed... They get sent out to the front lines. Promise me, you'll never become a hero." ~Kitsune-Girl