".....Ash and smoke filled his burning lungs, gasping and wheezing for clean air as his fuzzy brain tried to make sense of what's around him, Mustang felt hot, faint. He was literally burning beneath his coats where he lay beneath rock and burning wood, sweat ran into his already stinging eyes, blurring his vision of a pale, long haired man, face wrapped in cloth, tattooed palms reaching for his aching chest, gripping his clothes and yanking him from the pit of Hell where he found himself passing in and out of consciousness......"All Rights Reserved
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