The Time Captive

The Time Captive

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A cold, biting wind came crashing through the trees, making them scream and groan under the wight of the snow and ice clinging to their branches. A small sapling gave up the fight, cracking and splintering and with one final snap fell. A low groan escaped from beneath the animal firs lying heaped on the ground and a hand slipped out weakly pushing away the blankets. A young man was revealed curled in the fetal position on the frozen earth. Ross Murdock tried to open his eyes, his eyelids felt as though they were frozen together. He reached up to his face,his hand feeling numb with cold and rubbed them open, expecting to see the iron bars of a jail cell. Snow and trees met his surprised gaze. Looking up between the leafless trees he stared at the white winter sky and thought back...
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"Curse this wretched dress!" I growled as I managed to get it stuck on a branch. I yanked it back and I heard a tearing noise. "You have got to be kidding me" I sighed, a tear taking black at the bottom of my dress. "Looks like someone is having trouble. May I ask, why you're on my island?" I spun around and faced a boy about my age. He had a deep English accent and brilliant green eyes. It was almost mesmerizing staring into his eyes and to hear his voice. "Where did you come from?" I asked. He smirked and let out a humorous chuckle. "I'll be asking the questions darling. Now answer me, why are you on my island?" He snarled, his eyes seemed to darken as he became angry. "I don't know, I was just walking around and then next thing I know I'm being chased, I found a magical bean and poof, I'm here." "Interesting. What's your name?" He raised his eyebrow in question. "Bree French. May I ask, what is your name?" I asked hesitantly. "Did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter, Peter Pan."

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