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[fromthefog]

[A sigh escapes the breeze, and though Sarah is standing some distance away, her next words feel right besides Madoka.]

I brought you here to do with this world as you please. It is unfortunate that not everyone realizes this...

[Though Sarah makes no discernible movement, a hand gently brushes Madoka's hair -- an almost maternal gesture.]

Now, My pet. Tell Me what it is that you desire the most.

[Is it a rhetorical question? An omniscient god would already know the answer, wouldn't she? Perhaps she's just more amused when her pet acknowledges it of her own will.]

[selfbegot]

[ what does she want...? there are so many ways she could answer. she wants mami back. she wants her friends to be safe. she wants to be safe. she could even answer with the things she used to think of immediately - the things that still rise up, a moment later than usual. she wants everyone to be safe. she wants a way to stop the hunger. she wants... ]

I want...

[ she closes her eyes - takes a deep breath in, sighs a deep breath out, and nuzzles up into the sensation after a moment's hesitation. ]

I want the strength to be able to do the right thing, even if it hurts me to do it. [ any hesitation is gone now. she opens her eyes and meets sarah's, a forlorn sort of smile spreading across her face. ] We don't always agree on what that is. I don't know if we ever will. But I've seen what Elias does to the people who believe him. And I've heard the things he says to the people that listen.

[ her gaze doesn't falter from the gold's gray eyes. after all, she knows whatever power she has can't possibly hurt the being. she reaches up to her neck, gently tugging out the necklace the woman gave her in her first few months here, and lets it rest in plain view. ]

You... even if you've done terrible things, you gave us a second chance. You protected us. You protected me. [ how else can she explain the safety she's felt here? how else can she explain how so much has happened to mami, and so little has happened to her? ] And I... I don't think you've lied to us. Maybe I'm wrong, but that's what I believe.

[ she clutches the pendant and closes her eyes. like this, it's like the woman is right here with her - like sarah is running her cool, kind fingers through her hair. like sarah is watching over her. ]

So the thing I want most is to help you. Without fear or regrets.

PM coming with details!

[fromthefog]

[The fog curls around the girl as she speaks, and the fog god hears all that is unspoken. But what Madoka voices is the most important want. Sarah smiles.]

Ah, My child. This wish I will grant you easily.

[The wind picks up, chilling the mindscape and whipping the fog with it. The agitated fog seems to be dragged aimlessly until it converges on a single target -- the necklace. It funnels and spirals downward, filling the silver pendant until the trapped fog coalesces into a pearl, which glows briefly in the darkness before settling.]

Wear this, as you always have. Wear this proudly and continue to serve Me, and you need never fear retribution. You will always have the strength to speak and to act. To spread My truth.

[At last Sarah steps forward and embraces the girl, gently combing her fingers through her hair as she whispers one final thought.]

I am glad you have returned to Me.

HELL YEAH

[selfbegot]

[ the pendant twitches in her hands, and the rushing of wind is the only warning madoka gets before every bit of useless breath is forced out of her.

it's like... it's like every last bit of uncertainty has been ripped from her body. the pit at the bottom of her stomach, the tension in her muscles, all of it completely gone. and then sarah is walking forward and hugging her close, and the cool touch of the fog is enveloping her completely.

it's like when mama used to hug her close, when she was even smaller than she is now. ]

Mm. Me too. [ she brings her spindly arms up, gently embracing the other woman back. even if her skin couldn't possibly burn a god, even if sarah's body feels almost as cold as her own, she doesn't want to hurt her. ] Just tell me what I can do, and I'll do it. Okay? I'll do whatever it takes to help you.

[fromthefog]

Good girl.

[The wind picks up into a gale- and just like that, Sarah is gone, leaving only a voice on the wind.]

Sing the praises of my name. Bring others to me, so that they may know truth. Do this, and you will raise me to further glory.