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[Image ID: several images from the Fullmetal Alchemist manga. They depict Scar, his spiritual master, his brother, Kimblee, Winry, and an Ishbalan city in ruins. The text surrounding the images reads:

He is a ninth-year talmid, twenty-two years of age, in the last stretch of his novitiate. The civil war has been going on for six years. He tries every day to clear away his rage, and every day it comes back. His master looks into his pinched face and smiles—never with his mouth, but with his eyes. “Trust in Ishbala. Even the dark things have a name.” His brother loves that phrase, too. When he can’t translate a difficult paragraph in one of his damned books, he’ll sigh Oh well, even mysteries have a name. A way to say that everything has a place in the world. But deep down, there is a part of him sneering like the soldiers sneered, the ghost of his old self standing on the eviscerated ruins of Ayha’ari screaming Does that have a name? Does that have a name? Does that have a name? /end ID.]

He must close his mind to these thoughts. Ishbala gave him his life. Ishbala gave him his right arm. Ishbala gave him his anger. It has all come together so clearly. Is She not with him? Has he not survived, despite all his mistakes? Bradley asked why Ishbala hadn’t punished him yet, didn’t he. I am the punishment, he thinks. I’m coming.

Fic rec: even the nameless, by Nonymos

Scar commission for Nonymos! An illustration for the fanfic Even The Nameless (go read!!!)