I am a sucker and a fool.
Apr. 6th, 2005 12:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aquabeanWent to Rising Sun on my lunch today. PT had rented the second disk of Please Twins, and I said I'd return it. So I did. Also picked up vol. 6 of One Piece. Dude, it's taken me forever to find it.
...and then I got the complete soundtrack to FMA.
The liner notes are perhaps some of most beautiful I've ever seen. It's a book I can't read a word of, but the images...Gorgeous and heart breaking. There are quotes too. Short ones, in English, spaced through out. Many of them I recognize. But there was one...(SPOILER)*
Brigadier Hughes...Promoted two ranks for being killed in the line of duty. You told me you would work under me and provide support, what are you doing ranking above me...fool...
I thinking...I think I'm just going to sit here and sob quietly for a little while. Oh..Oh, Hughes...oh,Roy....
*The most formative event of my young life, outside of growing up in Mexico, was Ken Burn's Civil War series. Burned indelibly into my brain are the faces and voices of boys who were killed and maimed and sacrificed. War terrifies me. But it's not the blood or the violence. Instead it's the images of these young men, and now women, dying so alone, most looking only vaguely startled, as if to say, "But..?"
...and then I got the complete soundtrack to FMA.
The liner notes are perhaps some of most beautiful I've ever seen. It's a book I can't read a word of, but the images...Gorgeous and heart breaking. There are quotes too. Short ones, in English, spaced through out. Many of them I recognize. But there was one...(SPOILER)*
I thinking...I think I'm just going to sit here and sob quietly for a little while. Oh..Oh, Hughes...oh,Roy....
*The most formative event of my young life, outside of growing up in Mexico, was Ken Burn's Civil War series. Burned indelibly into my brain are the faces and voices of boys who were killed and maimed and sacrificed. War terrifies me. But it's not the blood or the violence. Instead it's the images of these young men, and now women, dying so alone, most looking only vaguely startled, as if to say, "But..?"
