Alchemy's First Law

Alchemy...it is the science that is governed by the principle of understanding a material, its degradation and to rebuild it into another form. It is the most advanced science in the academic world. However, alchemy is governed by the theory of "Equivalent Exchange" – to obtain anything, something of equal value must be lost.

Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy's first law of Equivalent Exchange.

Fullmetal Alchemist

Journey

The journey we have travelled has been long and weary. Our senses have long been numbed and  grew insensitive over time of what awaits across the frosty desert. The wind blows in a peculiar way unlike the cool sea breeze in the Caribbean. Thirsty we have been with shivering knees, dragging through the sands our swollen feet,  the unwinding foot steps we left behind now haunts us forever still.  Across mountainous dunes we walked like gypsies as the ghosts' howls  deafened our ears past the ridges of life and death.  The moon long ago has hidden itself from the wickedness of the stars above and the skies have long been dark and dull forever losing its glory. We had hoped dawn would be nearing to give us a glimpse of hope but to our dismay it would for eternity never materialize.  Time no longer meant anything for the suffering we have is tremendously unbearable beyond the likes of this accursed world. The little sanity left within these flesh are just barely enough to comprehend the darkness that had enveloped this world. We can no longer escape the shackles that bind us to the raging inferno. Forward we march, step by step deeper to the unknown abyss forever in chaos and disarray. We hope one day will come and the journey we have taken will soon be perhaps at an end but we doubt it would ever happen. Long before had our tears dried up from the scourging menace of this unmerciful desert. The burden we carry from our forefathers i fear would soon be taken by our sons and future generations to come never ending till the end of time. We are for eternity bound to the captivity and forever marked through the blood in our veins.

The Fallen

However great human desire is, the fall we get for the inevitability always seems to follow through. Try and try as we might, our efforts are futile for the path has already been long decided. It is not our bidding and yet the outcome seems irrelevant of our original intentions. The purity that long before we had in possession has long been tainted by our own doings. Our luck have long dried up with our soul while fate cold as it is, already took its own wheels ahead us. A great catastrophe beyond comprehension is drawing near. Fear is drowning our breath for we have lost the courage to fight knowing the inevitability. We sleep, our eyes shut with fear of the knowledge of the incoming horror. A tale is about to end as stories are told for the young ones to sleep. Hope easily dies as the grasses in the meadows wither. We ask for a saviour, a redeemer to restore the glory we once had and yet there is nothing but darkness and more disappointments. We all succumbed to the wretchedness of faulty human hearts tarnishing its very essence. The smell of intoxication long before had taken a toll on our senses, making us dull and much more insensitive of what dwells around us. The cure for such disturbance is an outright impossibility. We, the fallen is far beyond the reach of whatever life has to offer at its best. We who have crossed the frontiers are far beyond reach for any kind of assitance. But for someone who still possess a little spark of magic, miracles do happen sometimes and it changes everything. Who knows, we the fallen could still be saved by such a rare occurence we call fiction.