Octavia's Pov
I felt my feet leave the door frame.
Just before they left
I throw my knife
narrowly missing peters head.
The wind whipped throughout my body.
I knew in a few seconds
I would be dead.
The fall would kill me.
Your life doesn't flash before your eyes
Your mind doesn't race.
You just wait.
Until it seems as though it will never happen.
But you don't look down
because your scared
it will become a reality.
Your scared of you look down
your life will officially end.
That maybe if you never look down
you'll never hit the ground.
You only think about 1 thing
You think about why your moments
away from death.
You ponder over this.
It's odd to think
the person you once
thought you liked
was going to be the cause
of your death.
Maybe then I could be with Carl.
Wherever my end
led me too.
I wonder if Carl ever made it anywhere.
I wonder.
I didn't think of much more
You don't think
maybe I'll live
you think maybe
I'll have another life.
Maybe.
You wonder what got you here
to the moment before you would perish.
And all because you came here.
And then I realized
I had been able to think for too long.
There was never a rule about looking up.
And as I did,
I saw that Peter no longer stood
in the tree.
But rather Rumple
"Good bye deary"
And with that I was released from the magical
grasp.
As I fell towards earth.
Peter Pov
I woke up on the islands beach.
My head spun.
My fairy dust.
It was gone.
Vanished.
I though of where it could have gone.
Suddenly I sensed as though
something was wrong with Octavia.
I sensed it.
My son had returned to Neverland.
And this time he wasn't playing my game.
OMG y'all I just wrote the end to this book and I'm crying but it won't be for a while.
