SunsetHearts

If one reaches out far enough, will they see that light they yearn for? A looming sensation of un-certainty and a need for atonement was almost too strong for her to handle. Mahiru Koizumi was currently in the care provided by the Future Foundation, yet that didn’t mean everything she had done was forgotten— She would have to continue living on with this heavy weight on her shoulders and frankly, there was not much she could do about it. Her words were all she had at that point. Akin to a dam breaking open due to the heavy waves of the river, one might say. Yes, the photographer was more than aware of those sinful actions she had

White flurries coated the city with it's sparkling presence and quiet nature. Snowflakes slowly fell to the ground, glistening on everything it came into contact with. By looking out into the world through a window, its beauty was massively apparent. Mahiru and Hiyoko gazed outwards with such wondrous facial features. "Let's go sledding, Big Sis Koizumi!" The shorter blonde cried out, etching the most joyous of expressions on her face while clutching onto the photographer's arm. "This is the first snow of the season! It will be really fun!" Mahiru could tell Hiyoko was anxious to go outside, and frankly, it would be a lie if the red-head sai

Upon entering, there’s a big room similar to that of a lounge. There’s a couple couches with red velvet, and hanging on the walls are photographs Koizumi had taken. There is a large curtain at the end; Swinging it open, a dark room is shown. Chemicals are spilled on the floor, and there are shards of old pictures scattered everywhere. Flashes of light would attempt to blind the magical girl fighting her; Here, familiars begin to show themselves. It is hard to see them considering it is dark, but their eyes are lit a bright yellow—They look similar to that of a firefly, but bigger in size. Now, for where the actual witch is:

♪ Raise one hand to the sky! Raise them both! Lift them high! And you'll cut through the darkness, Make it go! ♪ The girls bolted off the bus, pumped up upon hearing music blasting through the brightly lit stadium. Their eyes widened as they opened the thick doors; The stage was surrounded by hundreds of people, cheering and waving rainbow-colored glow sticks. "Wow..this is amazing..!" Ritsu's enthusiastic voice could barely be heard over all the noise and music, but nevertheless, they all felt the same way. "D-Do we really get to perform here too, Ritsu-senpai?" Azusa's eyes glistened as she stared in awe; The stage set up was

As the sun began to set, Sayaka quietly sat alongside the park, watching families pack up their belongings for the day as they headed home. The blue haired girl's eyes glistened at the passing children whom stopped to look at her; She let out a light smirk at them and said, "Hey..The park will be here again tomorrow, you know." The children giggled along with her as they strolled away with their mothers. Sayaka glanced at them from behind until they were no longer in sight. The female placed her right hand on the cold, wooden bench; She played with a piece of wood sticking out of it as her eyes darted all around her. Why was she here anyways

To be a fool, or to be a genius..What does either really mean? Is shedding tears considered ones strengths or weaknesses? Fragments of hope and despair circle throughout time and space continuum. A fool's smile may be just as genuine as a divine genius. The hands that reach out to the light up above struggle to hold on tightly. Rays of sunlight beam down upon the Earth, and with those, ones path may become enlightened.

After fighting witches all day, the Puella Magi's decided to walk around town and look at the beautiful decorations Mitakihara had to offer. It was a chilly winter day: The snow was beginning to fall, the air was crisp, and people were smiling from afar. "Whoa, look at that gingerbread house! It looks so good that it makes me want to eat it up!" Sayaka Miki stared at the holiday décor in awe. Kyoko ran over to Sayaka's side as they both began to joyfully look up and down at all the gingerbread houses. Madoka giggled as her best friend enjoyed herself, and Mami was taking pictures of anything she could find. Homura stayed by Madoka's side as