Pumpkins scream in the dead of night, and normal megucas cower in fright! Scary witches and evil white cats prowl, while the best magical girl looks down with a scowl.

She protects the world from wraiths with her bow, and uses her guns to stop the villain’s show. Her grace is a legend, her style as beautiful as her face; she alone makes up for the world’s big disgrace.

She’s the devil alive, in name not deed; her main job is collecting every last grief seed. No candy for her this week, she works all year - her dedication and might is something to be feared!

She’s Homura Akemi, and she fills witches with dread. This Halloween sees her eighty second thread.

Enough of my poem; post Homu here instead!

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Tiny URL followed by / homurabestgirl

Previously, in Homura Thread 81
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