A ghost of a smile flickered on peters lips as he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the window. Peter pulled out something from his pocket and turned towards Wendy as he blew some pixie dust on her." Think happy thoughts." Peter said as he floated in the air. Wendy thought for a second as she closed her eyes. No marriage, the bakery, my book, chocolate chip cookies, her brothers. All of a sudden she felt her feet float off the ground as she opens her eyes and look to the ground to see her feet dangling in the air. She smiled. Wendy looked at peter as she saw him holding out his hand as she grabbed it while intertwining her fingers with his they flew off. But little did Wendy know. Neverland changed, if you thought this story was going to be no evil and just lost boys, mermaids, Indians and fun? Well you haven't been paying attention.
Don't believe the stories they tell you.
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Lost
FantasyThings changed since Wendy left Neverland. Pan changed. Things got darker. Everything which was once fun and games had now come to a thing of survival. There is an uproar in Neverland; friend is pitted against friend, foes become allies in all names...
