XV.
The next timeline is back to normal, to Homura. There is no magical girl Hitomi. There is no black ribboned Madoka. No one knows what she is doing.
Everything is fine.
And yet her mind continues to crack. All she can think of is missing red ribbons.
Madoka's words, soft and clear. "You don't have to save me."
No, she thinks. No, that's what I wished to do. I wished to save you.
A nugget of darkness nestles into her Soul Gem, its own little egg. Someday it will hatch. Someday it will grow wings.
Someday Homura will fly with her own ribbons in her hair.
A/N: And that is that! Thank you for reading!