Once Upon a Time in Madoka
Madoka Kaname stood undaunted against the vast empty stretches of desert before her. She tipped her sombrero and chuckled. “Looks like I’m in a bit of a pickle here, aren’t I?” No-one was around to hear her, but she pretended she wasn’t alone anyway. “Guess I’ll have to get back home on my own, then!”
To make it worthwhile to be reposting all these stories, I am going to start adding commentary for each chapter of each of these dumb Madoka stories in the comments section of each post. I’ll also go back and add commentary to the ones already posted, though all of this will probably take place sometime next week. Will this give invaluable insight into the human spirit and help aspiring writers with discovering the spark within them that will make them truly great? I can’t say for sure, but we have to try.