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The Antarctic Ocean
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Ongoing, First published Jul 02, 2025
Mature
The curse has finally been broken, thanks to the courage of the Savior, Emma Swan. The residents of Storybrooke have regained their memories: separated lovers have been reunited, families torn apart have found each other once more. It truly feels like the beginning of a "happily ever after."

But not for everyone.

Among them is a girl who doesn't quite belong. Her name is Syria - or at least, that's what she's been told. She has long, wavy hair the color of indigo and blue, eyes of the same hue, and skin pale as moonlight on water. Yet, even now that the curse is broken, Syria remembers nothing of her past. No family. No faces. No ties. Only a deep... and growing void.

The only thing she thinks she knows is her name - but even that, with time, begins to feel like a lie.

Driven by compassion and a strange, unexplainable bond, Henry sets out to help her uncover the truth about herself. But the mystery only deepens... until one day, Henry is suddenly kidnapped.

In the chaos that follows, Syria ignores Emma's warnings and those of the others. She can't stay behind. Her connection to Henry is too strong, too real to be denied. Without hesitation, she dives after him, following the kidnappers through a portal that leads to a place long lost to time...

Neverland.

The island that doesn't exist.
A realm of shadows, cruel games, and wild magic.
And yet, inexplicably... Syria feels alive here.
At home.

As if she's known this place before.
As if a part of her belongs to the island.

Or as if someone... has been waiting for her.
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