Selfish // Peter Pan // Robbie Kay

I peer through the rough terrane, my heart stops as soon as I connect with Pan's forrest green orbs. At that moment I am completely numb, hans all feeling. He is the lion, I am his prey; he is the monsoon, and I am all the lives devastated in the wake of his reign, but most of all he is the assassin, a guerrilla, a butcher, a cold blooded killer. And I... I am the victim, not just the victim I'm his level ground between two strong mediums, between his vengeful hands and his devoted lips, between his murderous arms and his affectionate hands. I'm stuck between the two mediums that are Peter Pan. Will I survive? Or will I be held victim to his merciless tyranny hunting for power to benefit the only thing he truly loves, himself?