A turquoise blue sea battered at the coasts and there was sand that shone like glitter. Wendy's smile spreads even more as she breathes in Neverland's smell. It smelled of salty air and she swore she smelled a faint hint of vanilla and s touch of cinnamon. Both peter and Wendy has flown down to the sandy beach. Wendy's deer hit the soft ground as she felt sand going in between her toes. The sand was a unicorn white and felt as soft as sugar. She could se far that the island was covered with glistening wave tossed seashells and the beach was fringed with jasper green palm trees and jungle trees. She saw peter turn towards he and grab her hands pulling her closer." This is all ours, I hope you will like it here." Peter whispers in his ears as she felt her shiver down her spine again. " Peter I..." Wendy started to say but peter interrupted her by saying" come on I'll show you to the lost children" he says with a smile on his face as he leads her into the jungle. Lost children? I thought there were only lost boys o the island last time I came here ? Wendy thought to her self as she followed peter up the thick jungle. As they entered the forest Wendy could see that where they entered they were surround by tall dark oak brown jungle trees. It was like every tree was watching you like a watchful guardian. as they got deeper into the rain forest Wendy saw that could of vaporous must entrapped the heads of the trees, they writhed around them like a conjurors of milky smoke, sensuous and illusory.
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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...
