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鹿目 まどか | madoka kaname ([personal profile] selfbegot) wrote 2016-06-09 06:40 am (UTC)

[ this dream isn't like the others.

it feels too... empty? no, that's not it. it feels alive. this isn't a memory, or a movie, or a manga she read way back when. she knows, somehow, that this is something she is meant to see. so when sarah finally materializes - when her eyes focus for long enough to see that face from so long ago - madoka understands just what it is that's happening.

this is no dream.
]

I... [ for a brief and panicked moment, she considers lying. but that wouldn't do her any good, would it? and besides, there are things she's wanted to ask her for a long time now. (over a year and a half now, some small part of brain reminds her.) so she swallows down the terror and the nausea in her throat, looks to the woman, and speaks. ] I don't know. I think, maybe... maybe I haven't been as close to You as You thought.

[ and for a moment, she considers leaving it there. but there's something else that's been nagging at her mind, something she's been considering for almost a year and half now. and this may be the only time she can bring herself to ask it.

she steps forward, clutches her hands at her sides, and continues.
]

You... you want to keep us here, right? All of us monsters.

[ the pendant sarah gave her lies flat against her chest, its cold weight as soothing as ever. ]

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