𝑻𝑶𝑲𝒀𝑶 𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑺𝑪𝑬𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑶𝑵

Echoes of Eternity - Sanzu

inspired when i was listening to "young and beautiful" by lana del rey

sanzu x fem!reader (a nb!reader x character is in the making)

i love you all <3

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The sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of gold and crimson across the tranquil cityscape. [Y/N] stood on the balcony of her apartment, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she gazed at the breathtaking view before her. The city lights began to twinkle like stars, and for a moment, she felt a sense of serenity wash over her.

The memories flooded back to her—the first time they met, the laughter they shared, the dreams they wove together. It was all so vivid, yet distant, like a melody that lingered in the air, refusing to fade away.

[Y/N] was an artist, and her canvas was a reflection of her heart. Her studio was adorned with paintings that portrayed love and longing, capturing moments frozen in time. And among those paintings, one subject dominated her work—a face that held a universe of emotions.

His name was Sanzu. Tall and enigmatic, he had a presence that drew people towards him like moths to a flame. They had met at a gallery, amidst the swirl of colors and the murmur of conversations. Their eyes had locked across the room, and in that instant, [Y/N] felt a connection that defied explanation.

Their bond deepened, after a while of course. They spent evenings wandering through art exhibitions and talking about everything under the sun. But beneath the laughter and the shared dreams, there was a hint of melancholy in Sanzu's eyes, a sadness that he rarely spoke about.

One evening, as they strolled through a park, Sanzu's hand found its way into [Y/N]'s. The warmth of his touch sent a shiver down her spine, and she looked up at him, her eyes searching for answers that his words hadn't provided.

His voice was a soft whisper in the wind, "Do you ever feel like time is slipping through your fingers?" he inquired.

[Y/N] nodded, her fingers intertwining with his. "All the time. It's as if every moment is a fleeting dream."

Sanzu stopped and turned to face her, his gaze intense. "That's why we create, isn't it? To capture those moments that we can't hold onto forever."

[Y/N]'s heart skipped a beat. She understood him in ways she hadn't thought possible. "And what if the only things that truly endure are the things we create?"

He smiled, a wistful expression crossing his features. "Then we better make them count."

The months rolled on, each day a new page in their story. But just as [Y/N] had sensed from the beginning, there was a secret that Sanzu guarded fiercely. She had caught glimpses of sadness in his eyes, moments when he seemed lost in a world that only he could see.

One night, as they stood on her balcony, the soft strains of a familiar song drifted through the air. [Y/N] recognized it instantly—it was "Young and Beautiful" by Lana Del Rey, a song that had somehow become the soundtrack of their relationship.

Sanzu turned to her, his eyes holding a mixture of emotions. "This song reminds me, in a way, of something hard to describe."

[Y/N] stepped closer, her hand finding his. "Tell me."

He hesitated, struggling to find the right words. "It's like... I've lived through lifetimes, seen beauty and pain, felt love and heartache. And yet, all those moments are fleeting, like grains of sand slipping away."

Tears welled up in [Y/N]'s eyes. "Sanzu, you don't have to carry your burdens alone."

He looked at her, his gaze intense. "But what if I'm not meant to stay? What if my existence is a tapestry woven by time itself, destined to unravel?"

[Y/N] shook her head, her fingers reaching to touch his cheek. "I refuse to believe that. We have a connection that defies time, that transcends the boundaries of this world."

Sanzu's eyes searched hers, seeking the truth hidden within. And then, as if a dam had broken, he let his walls crumble. He spoke of a curse that had bound him for centuries, a cycle of life and death that had trapped his soul in a never-ending loop.

"I've lived countless lives, but I always remember. I remember the moments we've shared and the love that's etched into my heart. And then, I lose it all, torn away by the hands of fate."

[Y/N] listened, her heart aching for the pain he had endured. "But we can break this cycle. We can rewrite our story."

Sanzu's lips trembled, a mixture of hope and fear in his eyes. "And if it's too late?"

She leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a tender kiss. "Then we'll create a new beginning, in this lifetime or the next. Because our love is a force that even time can't contain."

As they stood on that balcony, the echoes of Lana Del Rey's song surrounded them, a reminder that love was both fragile and eternal. The city lights continued to twinkle, mirroring the stars that watched over them.

As long as they held onto each other, their love would remain young and beautiful, transcending the boundaries of the universe.

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