Epistles to the Departed

"Take my eye," Sasuke had said.

Those spinning kaleidoscope eyes would never spin again.

She had accepted.

(TIME-TRAVEL/THE LAST SEMI-COMPLACENT/SAKURA-CENTRIC)

Three years, Sakura believes, is enough time to indite herself out from the memories of the losses of the latest Great War- the same one which had claimed the lives of both of her teammates. Looking up at the Konoha skyline reminds her of the fondest of these recollections; a grand statue of Naruto Uzumaki still stands, pristine-gold as it had been when it had been erected so long ago.

Maybe it started off with a wish-- a wish to keep him alive, perhaps, that had triggered it all- but either way, the moon's descent towards earth is threatening to eradicate all life on earth. And Haruno Sakura realizes that her hope is now a future too harsh to face.

And like any normal person during hard times, she doesn't- she goes to the past.