Losingparents Stories

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗣𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗲𝘁 ﹙𝙎𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙞 𝙛𝙞𝙘 ﹚ Alternative Universe-Canon Divergence ✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ - Every flick of his fingers carried meaning. Each wound he inflicted held a purpose. He had crafted the most breathtaking puppet in all of Sunagakure-his most fluid, lifelike creation yet. It was more than just a masterpiece, it was more precious to him than his first works, Mother and Father. It danced freely beneath the moonlight that bathed the sands, each movement flowing with emotion as if the puppet were truly alive. Though it possessed no heart, no soul, its gestures spoke of sorrow and grace. Grief echoed in every step, and elegance lingered in every motion. A voice whispered to Sasori, gentle, wise, and heartbreakingly beautiful. A voice he knew he would never hear again. "Sasori, I'm always here for you," it said, just as it had once long ago, when he first breathed life into his earliest puppets, the dancing puppet collapsed before him, falling with a grace that only deep sorrow could shape. Blood welled at his fingertips, a quiet offering, and as it dripped to the ground, the sand drank it...slowly, silently, erasing everything but the pain. 𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗼3! ao3: zhngyrel wattpad main account: zhngyrel book cover editor: me