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There was a rustling in the bushes behind her and Gwen knew she should’ve been on her guard, but she couldn’t bring herself to draw her wand. The tears wouldn’t stop streaming down her face and her breaths were more like hiccups between sobs. She just waited to see whatever beast emerged to finish her off, maybe that would send her home.
But the beast never came, instead a moogle slowly flew to her side and rubbed his little paws together nervously.
“Um, a-are you alright, kupo?” he asked quietly, and Gwen just stared up at him.
If the situation had been even slightly different, Gwen might’ve laughed. Of course a moogle would interrupt her breakdown. Even in a world where her father didn’t exist, she encountered the ghost of him everywhere.
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- Part 1 of sing for myself (Gwen's story)