For the last three and half years every month I've waited for the new chapter, almost in a religious way. I always knew it would be great if not awesome, that a woman and her assistants as well as scanlators, translators ecc. were working hard to bring these marvellous pages to me.
Every month, when the time came, I'd check every hour if not more often, waiting fotr the new chapter to magically appear. I would read it and then phone my boyfriend (which is a fan but doesn't read the scans, he waits for the volumes to come out) and tell him what happened in the chapter. Often I was so excited that my words were barely understable.
It was special. 30 minutes every month during which the world couldn't reach me. Only me and the new chapter of FMA.
This last month has been both great and awful. Great because I felt very excited, awful because I feared that the end would disappoint me (fortunately, it hasn't), and also because I knew that, after this one, no more chapters. No more FMA.
And now it's done. I feel a huge emptiness, as if an old friend has gone living abroad, very far away from me. I can see him every now and then or phone him but... it's not the same. He is not dead, but he isn't here anymore.
Thanks to everyone who made it possible. To Hiromu Arakawa, to every assistant, editor, scanlator, translator, reader and fan. Whitout you it wouldn't have been the same.
I know my English isn't very good, thus you're welcome to tell me of any serious mistake I make: this way I can improve myself! ^_^