Dead End Moon: Gaara
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He dreams of sand crunching beneath his feet. Of finally being free of the power that has controlled him, Them, for so many years.
"Mother."
He could feel the energy twist around him in his few precious moments of rest. Could feel his chakra instinctively strengthen the holes his unconsciousness produced. Could hear the start of the sweet, and ever so soft, calling of that voice.
Like a lullaby.
He tried to stay awake, even if for only a moment more, though he was so tired. Couldn't let Them out. They'd destroy everything he'd finally built for himself after all these years of trying. He could see Kankuro and Temari, and he could also feel them begin to move to ready themselves. Could see/feel/hear them wince and shrink away.
"This is the moment," the voice whispered to him. "Trust Us. Sleep and just let go."
'Yes.' He thought. 'Just let go.'
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End.
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