Hi, I'm Nora. I have an unhealthy obsession with magical girls. Most of my content is magical.

Her family. Her friends. The reasons she hadn't given up yet. They'd all be hurt if she didn't succeed.

Or worse.

She had to.

She pulled on her magic and focused.


She'd done it, sure, but it took her too long to figure it out. She couldn't bring back the people she hurt. She couldn't undo the damage she did.

The damage was done.

The girl sat and stared blankly.

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