Stories can change over time until it is almost completely backwards and unrecognizable.
How it came to be is often lost.
That is why it is best to look toward the beginning of things, rather than what it became; because only then will you truly un...
A young boy, alone and scared, found himself suddenly in a new world.
"Hello?" He called out apprehensively, his voice shaking.
He heard someone running towards him, the bushes shaking as they approached. Out of the shadows appeared a young man with a magnificent pair of wings fluttering excitedly behind him.
The boy's eyes widened in wonderment.
"We got an 1867!" He said with a beaming smile before he crouched down to the boy's level. "Who might you be?"
"James Barrie." He said as another young boy came running through the bushes.
"You wouldn't be J.M. Barrie?" He asked.
The boy nodded and the two shared astonished looks.
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"Who are you?" James asked. "What is this place?"
"I'm Peter Pan." The crooked grin grew on his face as he spoke. "Welcome to Revenland."
