**Title: Broken Petals: The Haunting of Madoka**
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**Chapter 1: The Unbreakable Contract**
The night was silent and unsettling, the moon shrouded by tendrils of dark clouds that slithered across the sky like specters. In the heart of Mitakihara City, Kyubey stood perched on a wrought iron gate, his eyes gleaming with an eerie, crimson glow. Far below, Madoka Kaname lay lifeless, her body crumpled at the base of a decaying statue, victim to a Witch's vengeful grasp.
Kyubey tilted his head, studying the scene without a trace of emotion. Above him, the city skyline was punctuated by the desolate cries of far-off sirensâa haunting melody for a night marked by tragedy. Unbeknownst to the grieving populace, an unspoken wish whispered in the dead air, a wish laced with jealousy and malice.
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Ryan gasped for breath, sweat trickling down his back as he bolted upright in his bed, the nightmare still clinging to his senses. He rubbed his eyes, struggling to cast aside the vestiges of the horrifying vision that had plagued him for weeksâa vision of death, rebirth, and an insidious force binding him to an alien existence.
He swung his legs over the side of his bed, but for the first time, they didnât hang off the edge like they always did. His feet touched the floor almost instantaneously. Confused, he looked down and was greeted with the sight of small, dainty feet clad in white knee-high socks and red, heeled shoes tied with ribbons.
"This can't be...," he whispered, his voice higher-pitched than he had ever heard it.
His heart pounded erratically as he stood before the full-length mirror in his roomâexcept it wasn't his room. Reflected in the glass was the diminutive figure of Madoka Kaname, her pink-pigtailed hair and wide, oval-shaped eyes confirming the impossible. He raised a trembling hand, watching in simultaneous horror and fascination as Madoka's reflection mirrored his every move, skin touching skin.
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**Chapter 2: Dawnâs Malevolence**
Flashbacks bombarded him, fragmentary memories of an ethereal voice offering an unthinkable bargain to a young girl named Dawn, her eyes gleaming with twisted glee. She had wished for Madoka's demise, but Kyubey had interpreted her wish creativelyâMadoka's soul would be replaced by that of an unsuspecting boy, a cruel experiment birthed from the Incubators' unfeeling logic.
Kyubey's dispassionate voice echoed in Ryan's, or now Madokaâs, mind. "Your uneventful life is over. You are Madoka Kaname now, and you will perform your duties as a Magical Girl."
"No!" Ryanâs scream was devoid of hope, resonating within the confines of a petite, foreign body. The bindings of the soul gem on his chest tightened, anchoring him, suffocating him in an existence he had never desired.
The school hallway was a battleground of his sanity. Familiar faces smiled and waved, oblivious to the torment simmering beneath Madoka's borrowed skin. Homura, Sayaka, Mami, and even Kyokoâall of them saw their friend and comrade, none perceiving the tortured soul trapped within.
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**Chapter 3: Strings of Despair**
Ryan's resistance was futile; every attempt to break free met with the merciless, puppet-like takeover by Madokaâs inherent personality. In class, his hand rose to answer questions he couldn't understand, and his mouth recited answers instinctively, schooling words and behaviors taught by Madokaâs subconsciousness.
Dawnâs presence loomed constantly, her eyes following Ryan from shadowed corners, her whispering threats curdling his blood. "You canât escape, you know. You will be her until you break, and when you do, Iâll savor every moment."
Madoka's delicate handwriting adorned his assignments, his personal preferences overwritten by girlish whims and dreams. Each night, he collapsed into a bed too frilled and pink, his old self slipping further away with each sunset. Dawn had wished for a pet puppet, and Kyubey's wish-granting had more than delivered.
Ryan found himself in the girls' locker room for the first time. A space uncharted, now intimate and disturbing. The scent of floral body sprays clouded his senses as he undressed, moving automatically through actions dictated by Madokaâs memories. He stared at hisâherâreflection, the vulnerability of her small frame clad merely in undergarments, and almost broke down. Yet, the school's bustling atmosphere left no room for Ryan's panic.
Wearing Madoka's school uniform for the first time was an exercise in disassociation. The long-sleeved shirt, uniform blouse, and mid-thigh plaid skirt wrapped around him like a mockery of innocence. The white thigh-high socks felt restrictive, and the brown loafers, cumbersome. Completing the ensemble with the medium-sized bow-tie made the transformation unbearably real, each piece binding him further to Madoka's identity. The unfamiliar comfort provided by the fabric felt suffocating, a poignant reminder of the disconnect between his reality and this surreal nightmare.
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**Chapter 4: The Witchâs Maw**
Ryan's first confrontation with a Witch was brutal. His body, reeling from months of mental erosion, shifted into the Magical Girl form, the transformation squeezing his last remnants of identity. The Witchâs labyrinth spun madness around him, his mind crumbling amidst the vertigo of painted corridors and insane laughter.
Madoka's resolve flooded his sensesâshared memories of relentless battles, a soul forged in the crucible of endless cycles. The bow in his hands, a manifestation of her power, drew back and released arrow after arrow into the creatureâs heart.
In moments of quiet victory, he trembled, wondering if the fight meant losing another piece of himself to the girl he had replaced. The seed of terror planted by Kyubey thrived, its roots spreading deep within his psyche.
---
**Chapter 5: The Final Breaking Point**
Weeks bled into months, and Ryanâs sanity frayed like the edges of a ruined tapestry. Dawnâs cruelty knew no bounds; her magical influence haunted his every step, every breath. Whispers in the dark, phantom touches that made his skin crawlâshe was the specter that ensured his misery was unending.
Under the oppressive sky of Mitakihara, Ryan's resolve finally shattered. His internal fight ceased abruptly, the strings manipulating his limbs drawing tighter until their playful dance became his only reality. He was Madoka Kanameâbrave, caring, and eternally bound to a fate he could never escape. In yielding, he found paradoxical solace, a glimpse of the peace Madoka had always fought for, even in death.
Kyubey watched impassively, his experiment reaching fruition as Ryanâs spirit dissolved into the fabric of the girl he had stolen. Somewhere, Dawn laughed, her victory a chilling overture to the song of ruin.
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**Epilogue: Eternal Cycle**
In the end, the tale of Madoka Kaname and the boy whose life she stole was nothing more than another thread in Kyubey's grand tapestry of emotional exploitation. For in the game of Incubators, humans were mere pawns, pieces to be moved, broken, and replacedâall for the cruel theater of cosmic balance.
And in Mitakihara City, the life of one girl continued, an endless cycle of despair, rebirth, and haunting silence.
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The broken petals of a corrupted soul float endlessly in the aether, mourning the boy who became a ghost and the girl who could no longer remember.
This story was generated by user codepercy with assistance by one of OpenAIâs large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
Prompt: **Title: Broken Petals: The Haunting of Madoka** --- **Chapter 1: The Unbreakable Contract** The night was silent and unsettling, the moon shrouded by tendrils of dark clouds that slithered across the sky like specters. In the heart of Mitakihara City, Kyubey stood perched on a wrought iron gate, his eyes gleaming with an eerie, crimson glow. Far below, Madoka Kaname lay lifeless, her body crumpled at the base of a decaying statue, victim to a Witch's vengeful grasp. Kyubey tilted his head, studying the scene without a trace of emotion. Above him, the city skyline was punctuated by the desolate cries of far-off sirensâa haunting melody for a night marked by tragedy. Unbeknownst to the grieving populace, an unspoken wish whispered in the dead air, a wish laced with jealousy and malice. --- Ryan gasped for breath, sweat trickling down his back as he bolted upright in his bed, the nightmare still clinging to his senses. He rubbed his eyes, struggling to cast aside the vestiges of the horrifying vision that had plagued him for weeksâa vision of death, rebirth, and an insidious force binding him to an alien existence. He swung his legs over the side of his bed, but for the first time, they didnât hang off the edge like they always did. His feet touched the floor almost instantaneously. Confused, he looked down and was greeted with the sight of small, dainty feet clad in white knee-high socks and red, heeled shoes tied with ribbons. "This can't be...," he whispered, his voice higher-pitched than he had ever heard it. His heart pounded erratically as he stood before the full-length mirror in his roomâexcept it wasn't his room. Reflected in the glass was the diminutive figure of Madoka Kaname, her pink-pigtailed hair and wide, oval-shaped eyes confirming the impossible. He raised a trembling hand, watching in simultaneous horror and fascination as Madoka's reflection mirrored his every move, skin touching skin. --- **Chapter 2: Dawnâs Malevolence** Flashbacks bombarded him, fragmentary memories of an ethereal voice offering an unthinkable bargain to a young girl named Dawn, her eyes gleaming with twisted glee. She had wished for Madoka's demise, but Kyubey had interpreted her wish creativelyâMadoka's soul would be replaced by that of an unsuspecting boy, a cruel experiment birthed from the Incubators' unfeeling logic. Kyubey's dispassionate voice echoed in Ryan's, or now Madokaâs, mind. "Your uneventful life is over. You are Madoka Kaname now, and you will perform your duties as a Magical Girl." "No!" Ryanâs scream was devoid of hope, resonating within the confines of a petite, foreign body. The bindings of the soul gem on his chest tightened, anchoring him, suffocating him in an existence he had never desired. The school hallway was a battleground of his sanity. Familiar faces smiled and waved, oblivious to the torment simmering beneath Madoka's borrowed skin. Homura, Sayaka, Mami, and even Kyokoâall of them saw their friend and comrade, none perceiving the tortured soul trapped within. --- **Chapter 3: Strings of Despair** Ryanâs resistance was futile; every attempt to break free met with the merciless, puppet-like takeover by Madokaâs inherent personality. In class, his hand rose to answer questions he couldn't understand, and his mouth recited answers instinctively, schooling words and behaviors taught by Madokaâs subconsciousness. Dawnâs presence loomed constantly, her eyes following Ryan from shadowed corners, her whispering threats curdling his blood. "You canât escape, you know. You will be her until you break, and when you do, Iâll savor every moment." Madoka's delicate handwriting adorned his assignments, his personal preferences overwritten by girlish whims and dreams. Each night, he collapsed into a bed too frilled and pink, his old self slipping further away with each sunset. Dawn had wished for a pet puppet, and Kyubey's wish-granting had more than delivered. --- **Chapter 4: The Witchâs Maw** Ryan's first confrontation with a Witch was brutal. His body, reeling from months of mental erosion, shifted into the Magical Girl form, the transformation squeezing his last remnants of identity. The Witchâs labyrinth spun madness around him, his mind crumbling amidst the vertigo of painted corridors and insane laughter. Madoka's resolve flooded his sensesâshared memories of relentless battles, a soul forged in the crucible of endless cycles. The bow in his hands, a manifestation of her power, drew back and released arrow after arrow into the creatureâs heart. In moments of quiet victory, he trembled, wondering if the fight meant losing another piece of himself to the girl he had replaced. The seed of terror planted by Kyubey thrived, its roots spreading deep within his psyche. --- **Chapter 5: The Final Breaking Point** Weeks bled into months, and Ryanâs sanity frayed like the edges of a ruined tapestry. Dawnâs cruelty knew no bounds; her magical influence haunted his every step, every breath. Whispers in the dark, phantom touches that made his skin crawlâshe was the specter that ensured his misery was unending. Under the oppressive sky of Mitakihara, Ryan's resolve finally shattered. His internal fight ceased abruptly, the strings manipulating his limbs drawing tighter until their playful dance became his only reality. He was Madoka Kanameâbrave, caring, and eternally bound to a fate he could never escape. In yielding, he found paradoxical solace, a glimpse of the peace Madoka had always fought for, even in death. Kyubey watched impassively, his experiment reaching fruition as Ryanâs spirit dissolved into the fabric of the girl he had stolen. Somewhere, Dawn laughed, her victory a chilling overture to the song of ruin. --- **Epilogue: Eternal Cycle** In the end, the tale of Madoka Kaname and the boy whose life she stole was nothing more than another thread in Kyubey's grand tapestry of emotional exploitation. For in the game of Incubators, humans were mere pawns, pieces to be moved, broken, and replacedâall for the cruel theater of cosmic balance. And in Mitakihara City, the life of one girl continued, an endless cycle of despair, rebirth, and haunting silence. --- The broken petals of a corrupted soul float endlessly in the aether, mourning the boy who became a ghost and the girl who could no longer remember. *** expand this story chapter in tell that Ryan felt live in his new life as madoka like her first time in the girl locker room or the frist time wear her school uniform and family.Prompt: Madoka Kaname (éčżçźăŸă©ă?) is one of the five main Magical Girls and the title character of Puella Magi MadokaâMagica anime and manga series. She's a second-year student at Mitakihara Middle School and is in the same class as Sayaka and Homura. Madoka Kaname has pink hair tied in pigtails, and wide oval-shaped pink eyes. When down, her hair is shoulder length. She has choppy bangs that are pointed and chin-length, framing her face. Madoka also wears two red ribbons in her hair, which hold up her pigtails. In her civilian form, she is mostly seen in her school uniform which consists of a long sleeved shirt, with a uniform shirt underneath, and finally a medium sized bow-tie on the top of the two. The lower area consists of a mid-thigh plaid skirt, being black with a yellowish white pattern of plaid. is customized with white thigh-high socks along with the standard brown loafers. As a Magical Girl, Madoka wears a puffy pink dress with two bows arranged at either side of her skirt. She sports two bows in her hair, supporting her twin-tails, as well as a red ribbon around her neck, which is tied in a bow in the back. The front of her torso has a pale yellow segment surrounded by white frills with a white placket running down the center, decorated by five red buttons. She has two small straps that connect from the front to the back of the dress over her shoulders, and short, puffy sleeves with frilly ends. In between her shoulder blades and just below her neck, there is a heart-shaped hole in the back of her dress. Her skirt's ends are akin to a flower's petals; there are seven separate petal-shaped segments of her dress, which are all decorated with a red edge and three white teardrop-shaped designs, lay atop a big, white petticoat, which is notably frilly underneath. She also wears a pair of white gloves with pink trims around the wrists, white, knee-high stockings with frills just below the knee, and red, heeled shoes with ribbons tied behind them. Personality Madoka is an 8th grader you can find anywhere. She cares about her friends and has a kind heart. She is always surrounded by friends thanks to her gentle and caring personality. She always wants to help and comfort people to the best of her ability, even if it doesn't end well sometimes. After becoming a Magical Girl, she begins taking more confidence in her action as well as becoming less scared and anxious. Thanks to her family background, she has managed to develop a strong sense of courage and mental strength. Etymology Madoka (ăŸă©ă?): Madoka's name is in hiragana, which does not have a specific meaning. When written in kanji, however, it can mean "round"[1], referencing to Magical Girls' cyclical nature. Kaname (éčżçź?): Kana (éčż?) means "deer"[2] but when it is combined with the kanji "銏éčż" it can be read as "fool" and me (çź?) means "eye". Sayaka Miki: Madoka's childhood friend. They're best friends and classmates since a young age when Sayaka was protecting Madoka from a group of bullies during elementary school. Sayaka would do anything to protect Madoka and so would Madoka. They care deeply for each other and would stand for each other at all cost. Madoka would be truly hurt if something happened to Sayaka and was showing concern when Sayaka was despairing in the series' main timeline. Mami Tomoe: Madoka highly respects Mami, a veteran Magical Girl who acts like a mentor to her. Madoka cares for her and would do anything to save her. Kyoko Sakura: They seem to get along more than Sayaka, Mami or Homura do with the latter, but they don't seem to agree on most things. While Kyoko likes to battle things out, Madoka talks things out, making them contradicting opposites. When Sayaka became a Witch, the two shared the same concern and left their differences aside in hopes that they will bring the old Sayaka back. Homura Akemi: Initially, Homura appears as cold towards Madoka but Madoka is unaware of her motives. Despite that, she believes Homura has actually a good heart even though Homura refuses this. However, Homura cares deeply for Madoka and would do anything for her sake, as it's later proven that Homura went through all those timelines just to protect Madoka. Madoka is Homura's best friend and she appreciates Homura's relationship with her. Hitomi Shizuki: Hitomi is one of Madoka's childhood friends. Despite that Sayaka and Hitomi have both of a friendly and antagonistic relationship, with the latter one being more developed during the series' timeline, Madoka and Hitomi retain a friendly relationship until the end of the series. Madoka appears to care for Hitomi as she saved her from a Witch's Kiss and prevented Kyubey from making her a Magical Girl . Tatsuya Kaname: Madoka's younger brother who she adores, even though he is sometimes troublesome. Tatsuya was the only one to remember Madoka during the finale, though seemingly only as an imaginary friend. Iroha Tamaki: Madoka meets Iroha in Kamihama City when Holy Quintet pays a visit to this city in order to save Mami. They quickly become friends and team up very well to defeat their enemies. They share a lot of things in common and have a friendly relationship. When they're together, the time passes quickly and are always telling each other what's on their mind. Family Tomohisa Kaname Her father who she adores very much because she cares for him and treats her very well. Madoka loves her dad's special hot chocolate. Junko Kaname Her mother who she adores very much and is close with. She cares for Madoka and often gives her advice which Madoka cherishes. Madoka loves her mother's personality. Tatsuya Kaname Her younger brother who she loves even if he is naughty and causes her trouble and Madoka always looks after him to make sure he is nice.Madoka's main ability is unknown. However, it has been explained that Madoka and Iroha have a similar magic. With her bow, she can fire arrows of energy to attack with and even fire several at once to attack several enemies.Tiro Duet (ăăŁăăă„ăšăă?): A dual attack Madoka performs with Mami in The Rebellion Story. It is a variant of Mami's Tiro Finale. Connect (ăłăăŻă?): A technique used by Magical Girls in Magia Record. By joining hands, they are able to fuse their weapons and make a strong variant based on them. This is information that you need for madoka life before Ryan took over. Make sure you keep the puppet on strings going on and the hole thing with dawn going on to.
Response: **Title: Broken Petals: The Haunting of Madoka** --- **Chapter 1: The Unbreakable Contract** The night was silent and unsettling, the moon shrouded by tendrils of dark clouds that slithered across the sky like specters. In the heart of Mitakihara City, Kyubey stood perched on a wrought iron gate, his eyes gleaming with an eerie, crimson glow. Far below, Madoka Kaname lay lifeless, her body crumpled at the base of a decaying statue, victim to a Witch's vengeful grasp. Kyubey tilted his head, studying the scene without a trace of emotion. Above him, the city skyline was punctuated by the desolate cries of far-off sirensâa haunting melody for a night marked by tragedy. Unbeknownst to the grieving populace, an unspoken wish whispered in the dead air, a wish laced with jealousy and malice. --- Ryan gasped for breath, sweat trickling down his back as he bolted upright in his bed, the nightmare still clinging to his senses. He rubbed his eyes, struggling to cast aside the vestiges of the horrifying vision that had plagued him for weeksâa vision of death, rebirth, and an insidious force binding him to an alien existence. He swung his legs over the side of his bed, but for the first time, they didnât hang off the edge like they always did. His feet touched the floor almost instantaneously. Confused, he looked down and was greeted with the sight of small, dainty feet clad in white knee-high socks and red, heeled shoes tied with ribbons. "This can't be...," he whispered, his voice higher-pitched than he had ever heard it. His heart pounded erratically as he stood before the full-length mirror in his roomâexcept it wasn't his room. Reflected in the glass was the diminutive figure of Madoka Kaname, her pink-pigtailed hair and wide, oval-shaped eyes confirming the impossible. He raised a trembling hand, watching in simultaneous horror and fascination as Madoka's reflection mirrored his every move, skin touching skin. --- **Chapter 2: Dawnâs Malevolence** Flashbacks bombarded him, fragmentary memories of an ethereal voice offering an unthinkable bargain to a young girl named Dawn, her eyes gleaming with twisted glee. She had wished for Madoka's demise, but Kyubey had interpreted her wish creativelyâMadoka's soul would be replaced by that of an unsuspecting boy, a cruel experiment birthed from the Incubators' unfeeling logic. Kyubey's dispassionate voice echoed in Ryan's, or now Madokaâs, mind. "Your uneventful life is over. You are Madoka Kaname now, and you will perform your duties as a Magical Girl." "No!" Ryanâs scream was devoid of hope, resonating within the confines of a petite, foreign body. The bindings of the soul gem on his chest tightened, anchoring him, suffocating him in an existence he had never desired. The school hallway was a battleground of his sanity. Familiar faces smiled and waved, oblivious to the torment simmering beneath Madoka's borrowed skin. Homura, Sayaka, Mami, and even Kyokoâall of them saw their friend and comrade, none perceiving the tortured soul trapped within. --- **Chapter 3: Strings of Despair** Ryan's resistance was futile; every attempt to break free met with the merciless, puppet-like takeover by Madokaâs inherent personality. In class, his hand rose to answer questions he couldn't understand, and his mouth recited answers instinctively, schooling words and behaviors taught by Madokaâs subconsciousness. Dawnâs presence loomed constantly, her eyes following Ryan from shadowed corners, her whispering threats curdling his blood. "You canât escape, you know. You will be her until you break, and when you do, Iâll savor every moment." Madoka's delicate handwriting adorned his assignments, his personal preferences overwritten by girlish whims and dreams. Each night, he collapsed into a bed too frilled and pink, his old self slipping further away with each sunset. Dawn had wished for a pet puppet, and Kyubey's wish-granting had more than delivered. Ryan found himself in the girls' locker room for the first time. A space uncharted, now intimate and disturbing. The scent of floral body sprays clouded his senses as he undressed, moving automatically through actions dictated by Madokaâs memories. He stared at hisâherâreflection, the vulnerability of her small frame clad merely in undergarments, and almost broke down. Yet, the school's bustling atmosphere left no room for Ryan's panic. Wearing Madoka's school uniform for the first time was an exercise in disassociation. The long-sleeved shirt, uniform blouse, and mid-thigh plaid skirt wrapped around him like a mockery of innocence. The white thigh-high socks felt restrictive, and the brown loafers, cumbersome. Completing the ensemble with the medium-sized bow-tie made the transformation unbearably real, each piece binding him further to Madoka's identity. The unfamiliar comfort provided by the fabric felt suffocating, a poignant reminder of the disconnect between his reality and this surreal nightmare. --- **Chapter 4: The Witchâs Maw** Ryan's first confrontation with a Witch was brutal. His body, reeling from months of mental erosion, shifted into the Magical Girl form, the transformation squeezing his last remnants of identity. The Witchâs labyrinth spun madness around him, his mind crumbling amidst the vertigo of painted corridors and insane laughter. Madoka's resolve flooded his sensesâshared memories of relentless battles, a soul forged in the crucible of endless cycles. The bow in his hands, a manifestation of her power, drew back and released arrow after arrow into the creatureâs heart. In moments of quiet victory, he trembled, wondering if the fight meant losing another piece of himself to the girl he had replaced. The seed of terror planted by Kyubey thrived, its roots spreading deep within his psyche. --- **Chapter 5: The Final Breaking Point** Weeks bled into months, and Ryanâs sanity frayed like the edges of a ruined tapestry. Dawnâs cruelty knew no bounds; her magical influence haunted his every step, every breath. Whispers in the dark, phantom touches that made his skin crawlâshe was the specter that ensured his misery was unending. Under the oppressive sky of Mitakihara, Ryan's resolve finally shattered. His internal fight ceased abruptly, the strings manipulating his limbs drawing tighter until their playful dance became his only reality. He was Madoka Kanameâbrave, caring, and eternally bound to a fate he could never escape. In yielding, he found paradoxical solace, a glimpse of the peace Madoka had always fought for, even in death. Kyubey watched impassively, his experiment reaching fruition as Ryanâs spirit dissolved into the fabric of the girl he had stolen. Somewhere, Dawn laughed, her victory a chilling overture to the song of ruin. --- **Epilogue: Eternal Cycle** In the end, the tale of Madoka Kaname and the boy whose life she stole was nothing more than another thread in Kyubey's grand tapestry of emotional exploitation. For in the game of Incubators, humans were mere pawns, pieces to be moved, broken, and replacedâall for the cruel theater of cosmic balance. And in Mitakihara City, the life of one girl continued, an endless cycle of despair, rebirth, and haunting silence. --- The broken petals of a corrupted soul float endlessly in the aether, mourning the boy who became a ghost and the girl who could no longer remember.
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