Back to Neverland

Chapter 4 ✧

Chapter 4 ✧

Maybe I didn't think this through well enough.

After managing to lose Jeremy in the sea of teenagers back at Connor's house, I quickly made my way to the park. However, in my haste to get out of the house, I seem to have forgotten one tiny detail.

We had a lot of parks.

"Daaaaaarn it..." I groaned as I rested my forehead on a lamppost. Why oh why did it slip my mind to ask Jeremy which park my cousin ran off to?

'Maybe this is a sign that I should just leave him the heck alone.' Shooting a sullen look at nothing in particular, I sighed heavily.

Mission failed.

Jeremy must be frantically searching for me right now, and I winced at the thought. The guilt made me feel like I just kicked a harmless little puppy.

As I started to retrace my steps back to Connor's house, however, I was suddenly stopped by an eerily familiar sound.

I stood still, seeing if I would be able to hear it again. A few seconds passed and nothing came. 'It must be my imagination.'

Disappointed, I resumed my pace only to be halted by the same sound again. This time, it sounded like it was closer to where I stood.

'Where had I heard such a sound before?' I mused to myself, and right then and there, a blurry scene began to play in my mind.

"You see, Wendy, when the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies."

It was him again, and I could see that he was sitting so close to me. We were talking about fairies, creatures that always came across to me as delightful.

I asked him question after question, and he answered each one. Our conversation soon ended as he started to call out a name. I saw the thrill in my expression, for it seems that the said creature was in the same room.

"She was here just now," he said a little impatiently. "You don't hear her, do you?" and then we both listened.

"The only sound I hear," I told him, "is like a tinkle of bells."

A tinkle of bells.

Without a doubt, I was hearing the same sound right now.

I turned around in such a swift motion that it should have made me dizzy, but I paid no attention to it; what I found to be of priority as of now was to locate the source of the familiar sound, the first real connection to these strange dreams.

I searched left and right, my head going back and forth in desperation. "Hello?" I called out, taking a few steps forward.

And suddenly, a bright light--a thousand times brighter compared to the combined light of all of the lampposts in my surroundings-- zoomed past me, the same sound of tinkering bells accompanying it.

Before I could even get a chance to turn around, it zoomed past me again, and this time, it stopped a few meters in front of me.

As I stood there, entranced by its wonder, it momentarily reminded me of a firefly. But I knew that this was not of that kind, for the creature that hovered in front of me was much more enchanting.

I couldn't see what it looked like, but I knew for sure that its sound was exactly like the one I sometimes heard in my dreams. 

In front of me now, though it should have been impossible, was a fairy.