The Lost Girl

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*Prologue*

I want to go back," she whispered quietly to him, overlooking the light blue ocean from atop of Skull Rock, "it's been two hundred years, I want to see the world again." He sighed in response, playing with his dagger in his fingertips. "I don't want to go back forever, just a few weeks." She spoke again after a minute of silence from him. "Why would you want to go back to that cursed world period?" He finally questioned, making no effort to hide the bitterness in his voice. "For the same reason that you haven't returned since leaving Wendy in London that night. For love." Her voice softened as her cheeks tinted a light pink color. He looked at her, his own heart twisting at her words."Fine we can go back," he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat, "but only for two weeks; and the lost boys are coming with us."

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