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podficbigbangFic: a terrifying clamour of trumpets by ![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
ShanaStoryteller
Reader:BrickGrass
Cover Artist:momotastic
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Ship: Edward Elric/Roy Mustang
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Temporary character death
Summary: Edward grabs Marcoh’s arm and says, “That stone – what can it heal, exactly?”
The old man’s eyebrows rise to his forehead, and he looks like he already knows the answer when he goes, “Why do you ask, Edward?”
There's no metallic footsteps so there’s no way Al’s close enough to hear them. “I’m sick,” he admits after another moment of deliberation.
MP3 [89 MB, 01:32:06]
Podfic Post: AO3
Art Post: AO3
Reader:
Cover Artist:
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Ship: Edward Elric/Roy Mustang
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Temporary character death
Summary: Edward grabs Marcoh’s arm and says, “That stone – what can it heal, exactly?”
The old man’s eyebrows rise to his forehead, and he looks like he already knows the answer when he goes, “Why do you ask, Edward?”
There's no metallic footsteps so there’s no way Al’s close enough to hear them. “I’m sick,” he admits after another moment of deliberation.
MP3 [89 MB, 01:32:06]
Podfic Post: AO3
Art Post: AO3
