She loved. She tolerated. Friendship. Her destiny. She fulfilled quite some time ago. She smiled. She laughed. One by one. Gone. All alone. She opened her eyes. To see a new world.

Nightmares haunted her. Her friends tried to help. Will they succeed or is friendship not magic after all?

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