Emunah June. : Writing

Weight of the Mind

Weight of the Mind

A Chapter by Emunah June.


I walked into my office. There, as usual, was a large stack of papers waiting for me to organize and go through. I sighed as I sat at my desk and pu..
Returnable Memories

Returnable Memories

A Chapter by Emunah June.


The rest of the day was uneventful, but Mustang's words still buzzed around in my head as I grabbed Scheizca's present (a book....how Scheizca like)..
Not Quite A Mirror

Not Quite A Mirror

A Chapter by Emunah June.


"You've grown up!" Kirrah said happily. "But the military though...why?" she asked. I swallowed my tea I had made. "It made the most at the time. I'..
A Dollop of Past

A Dollop of Past

A Chapter by Emunah June.


I introduced Kirrah to Al when she walked in. "Is he one of your friends from when you moved here?" I asked. I nodded. "Since I was 6," I said proud..
Waltz of Atonement

Waltz of Atonement

A Chapter by Emunah June.


"What's up Koda? What's going on?" Al asked. I coughed. "I think I know how you can you can find Ed, or at least get a lead. The military. Join the ..
Mixed Ideas

Mixed Ideas

A Chapter by Emunah June.


"Kooooooooooddddaaaaa!!" was the first thing I heard the second my eyes cracked open. An overeager Al stood in my doorway. "Let's go! Wake up! We ha..
A Snake Amoung the Flowers

A Snake Amoung the Flowers

A Chapter by Emunah June.


"Colonel Mustang? Hello?" I called as I opened his office door. Al was trailing close behind, looking all around Central. "Do I like this Mustang gu..
Precious Memento

Precious Memento

A Chapter by Emunah June.


The second Al and Mustang left the library, I felt vomit traveling up my throat. As I puked, I closed my eyes and felt the tears spill. "Al doesn't ..
Silent Agony

Silent Agony

A Chapter by Emunah June.


That night at dinner, Al was telling Grandma, Winry, and Kirrah all about his great success today. I sighed. "What are alchemists anyways? It was ne..
The First Sign

The First Sign

A Chapter by Emunah June.


That night, as I lay in bed, I began to think about my childhood days. The sticky Summers and frigid Winters...along with the crispy Falls and bloss..