You don't know me, but I was bored earlier and decided to read dragontrap's friends page after reading their most recent fic. I then saw this post and since joint stories are fun, I figured 'why not'?
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As he advanced towards the building, he further examined his surroundings for any landmark that would even give him a vague idea of his location. Nothing stood out, and aside from the building in the distance, there was very little to see. Yellowed, wispy grass grew from flat and brittle ground on each side of the pockmarked road down which he currently walked. The disparity between the perfect sky and wasted ground intrigued him and he idly began to wonder what may have caused it.
Edward was startled out of his thoughts a bit later by a slight pulling on his right arm. He wrenched it forward and turned to look at the disturbance, finding an emaciated man who looked on the verge of death. Their eyes met and the man paled, soon falling to the ground in undisguised fear.
"I-I know you!?" he cried out, both an exclamation of fact and a question of doubt.
"I don't even know where I am. There's no way you can know me."
"But I do. It's in the Book. 'The man with metal limbs.' You caused this," he sobbed, sweeping his hands in an inclusive gesture before being reduced to coughing. "You're the one responsible for the Cataclysm!"
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There we go. Hopefully you don't mind my contribution. I'm out!
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As he advanced towards the building, he further examined his surroundings for any landmark that would even give him a vague idea of his location. Nothing stood out, and aside from the building in the distance, there was very little to see. Yellowed, wispy grass grew from flat and brittle ground on each side of the pockmarked road down which he currently walked. The disparity between the perfect sky and wasted ground intrigued him and he idly began to wonder what may have caused it.
Edward was startled out of his thoughts a bit later by a slight pulling on his right arm. He wrenched it forward and turned to look at the disturbance, finding an emaciated man who looked on the verge of death. Their eyes met and the man paled, soon falling to the ground in undisguised fear.
"I-I know you!?" he cried out, both an exclamation of fact and a question of doubt.
"I don't even know where I am. There's no way you can know me."
"But I do. It's in the Book. 'The man with metal limbs.' You caused this," he sobbed, sweeping his hands in an inclusive gesture before being reduced to coughing. "You're the one responsible for the Cataclysm!"
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There we go. Hopefully you don't mind my contribution. I'm out!