Name
Whispers of the Puppeteers Hand
Description
In the shadowed stage, three puppets stand, Two clad alike, the third, an outcast's hand. Their strings entwined, a tale of difference spun, Where conformity and scorn have only begun.
Whispers weave through the puppetry's art, Echoes of choices tearing them apart. The outcast's strings taut with unseen weight, Resisting conformity's coercive dictate.
Yet in the silence, a rebellion stirs, A dance of defiance, their fate incurring. Threads of destiny, a tapestry untold, Where each puppet finds their own mold.