The only person she wanted to see. The beacon of hope that she had built up for herself, then crushed without even realizing it. She was back. No longer a witch. The witch that she had locked in on (had it been there at all?) was immediately forgotten. It didn't matter.
"Sayaka..." Her voice was quiet; too quiet to be heard. She raised her hand to reach out to her, but the shock, or rather, the joy of being able to see her again was too overwhelming. It was a couple moments before she came her her senses. "Oi! Sayaka!" She said now, her voice considerably louder than before. She rushed to catch up with her, walked along side of her. The grin on her face was perhaps more friendly than Sayaka would remember--genuinely happy, even.
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The only person she wanted to see. The beacon of hope that she had built up for herself, then crushed without even realizing it. She was back. No longer a witch. The witch that she had locked in on (had it been there at all?) was immediately forgotten. It didn't matter.
"Sayaka..." Her voice was quiet; too quiet to be heard. She raised her hand to reach out to her, but the shock, or rather, the joy of being able to see her again was too overwhelming. It was a couple moments before she came her her senses. "Oi! Sayaka!" She said now, her voice considerably louder than before. She rushed to catch up with her, walked along side of her. The grin on her face was perhaps more friendly than Sayaka would remember--genuinely happy, even.