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A young girl stands in the center of a train station, panting hard as she fights to stay on her feet. As she tries to right herself her knees buckle and she falls to the ground hard. She lets out a cry as her body meets the floor. She rolls onto her back, sweating as tears well up in her eyes.

"Ah, dammit." She whines, reaching her hand towards the ceiling. "I need a grief seed."

Tears roll down her cheeks as she reaches to her pocket. Empty. She reaches for another. Empty. Her heart begins to race in her chest as she realizes the implications of her empty pockets. She has one more to check. She hesitates before reaching for it, her hands trembling in fear.

"Have I f-finally run out of... grief seeds?" She whispers to herself before plunging her hand into her pocket.

Empty.

She lays out flat, her arms out at her sides as her tears overwhelm her. She stares through the skylight at the twinkling stars above her. This is it for her. She had fought so hard for so long and it was finally her time to go. As she watches the night sky it all becomes clear. Her regrets burn behind her eyes, forcing out more tears. Mistake after mistake. Failure after failure. But she knew that her friend was right; for all the happiness you wish for someone, someone else gets cursed with equal misery. For each person you save, you curse another in return. That's the fate for magical girls.

"At least... he's happy." She smiles softly as the sound of cracking glass overwhelms her. Her tears trail down her cheeks as everything goes black.

Description
A young girl stands in the center of a train station, panting hard as she fights to stay on her feet. As she tries to right herself her knees buckle and she falls to the ground hard. She lets out a cry as her body meets the floor. She rolls onto her back, sweating as tears well up in her eyes.

"Ah, dammit." She whines, reaching her hand towards the ceiling. "I need a grief seed."

Tears roll down her cheeks as she reaches to her pocket. Empty. She reaches for another. Empty. Her heart begins to race in her chest as she realizes the implications of her empty pockets. She has one more to check. She hesitates before reaching for it, her hands trembling in fear.

"Have I f-finally run out of... grief seeds?" She whispers to herself before plunging her hand into her pocket.

Empty.

She lays out flat, her arms out at her sides as her tears overwhelm her. She stares through the skylight at the twinkling stars above her. This is it for her. She had fought so hard for so long and it was finally her time to go. As she watches the night sky it all becomes clear. Her regrets burn behind her eyes, forcing out more tears. Mistake after mistake. Failure after failure. But she knew that her friend was right; for all the happiness you wish for someone, someone else gets cursed with equal misery. For each person you save, you curse another in return. That's the fate for magical girls.

"At least... he's happy." She smiles softly as the sound of cracking glass overwhelms her. Her tears trail down her cheeks as everything goes black.