Second star to the right, straight till DEATH

Second star to the right, straight on till DEATH

We all know the story of a boy, dressed in green, who didn't want to grow up.

That boy lived on an island called Neverland together with the fairies. All he wanted was to have fun.

It didn't matter if it was by swimming with the mermaids, women cursed by God but as beautiful as angels, or if it was by dancing with the native who lived there.

Somedays he liked having a pirate raid where he could toy with their captain, Captain Hook. Once the grown-up had gone by the name of James until in Peter's cruel game he chopped of the man right hand. Since that day the man was out for revenge, but it didn't seem like he was getting it soon.

But most of all the boy like to fly. To fly over the Neverland island, through the clouds and straight on till morning, passed the second star to the right.

He felt free as the wind pulled at his clothes and hair, as it made his eyes tear up.

But every magic comes with a price.

A price so cruel that it was hidden by a lie, the lie of the Lost Boys.

Almost once a month, when the moon was nothing more than a thin slice, he would fly away to this lands were such things as mermaids and fairies only existed in children' stories.

Helped by the darkness of the night, he would sneak of the island in the company of a little blond fairy. They called her Tinker Bell as she made a noise resembling the tinkling of a small bell.

In the not-magical world they would fly past children's room to look for an open window. In that child his room Peter would tell the young boy all about how he went on a new adventure every day. He would tell them how heroic he was, but most of all he showed them how he could fly.

Then the children would jump on their beds and yell: "Teach me! Teach me how to fly! I want to fly too! Fly like a bird!"

And of course Peter would share the secret of Tink her pixie dust.

As the young boy then would fly around in his room, Peter would take his hand and promise to have more fun and adventures together.

Of course a child couldn't say no to such an offer so off would they go. Second star to the right and straight on till morning.

At first Peter would keep his promise. He would show the boy the thrill when they escaped Hook and his gang. The mermaids would swim with them or the Indians would dance with them.

Only at the end of the week Peter would take him where the fairies lived. A big hollow tree so they could have houses in the safe inside and to have cover.

The boy would adore all the lights in the night, waiting for the big meal Peter told him about.

When the moon was shining in the middle of the sky, the fairy queen would give a sign unknown to the child. The small magical creatures would smile cruelly and wide, showing their small sharp teeth. Screams would echo through the night while the fairies satisfied themselves.

And Peter?

From the darkest shadows Peter would watch how the little believer was eaten alive by the fairies.

His eyes would flash a cold yellow as he disappeared in the night, given his forever young wish by the fairies.

And at the same time a mother would weep against a father's chest for her lost boy, who would never grow up.