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Her memories whirled around and flickered as she recalled all of the moments of her life in all of the past timelines. There were vivid images of the past where she felt melancholy and suffered from the loss of her friends...  but there were also moments in her life where she felt pure happiness. The memory burned bright within her consciousness. 

The sun was shining brightly and the light breeze made her hair sway along it. It was peaceful. As she smiled, Madoka turned to face her and she gently took her hand. She remembered her piercing amethyst eyes and elegant demeanor. She remembered her devotion. 

Madoka woke up with an abrupt start, rubbing her eyes sleepily. “A dream...?” She murmured to herself quietly. It was strange. This dream contrasted the one that she usually had prior where she would see visions of Walpurgisnacht.

The magical girl turned goddess went outside to catch a breath of fresh air. Admittedly she really did miss Homura and hoped that she was doing well. Everything was so different now and she hasn’t seen most precious friend in a long time. Tears glistened and rolled down her cheeks.