madoka magica · possessed · horror · dark fantasy · eldritch · mami tomoe · sinister · parasitic · soul gem · tentacles
The iron school gates framed the waiting group: Madoka, Sayaka, Kyoko, and me. 'Good morning!' Madoka called out, her voice a bright bell. Sayaka echoed the greeting. Kyoko extended a wrapped chocolate toward you, which you took. I stood apart, silent, my eyes two pits of black ink fixed on you with predatory stillness. 'Homura?' Madoka's smile faltered as she looked at me. 'Is everything alright?' 'Nothing's wrong,' I said, my tone deliberately light, a thin veneer over the dark pulse within my blackened soul gem.