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To all the girls who know the sound of a silent scream.
I don’t want him or Pan or the twins to know that sometimes I’m afraid they’re just sand in my hands and that eventually the grains will sift through my fingers, no matter how hard I grip them.
I am forever changed by him. I love him. I love him so much it burns, and yet I shiver in his grip, my body trembling as if it doesn’t know what to do with all of this joy and pleasure.
“I can feel it,” he says, a soft utterance, a quiet secret. “Feel what?” “Your love,” he says. “In my chest.” He kisses my cheek, lingering close. “I can feel your love like a million golden stars in the endless abyss that is me.”
“Promise me you will always be there.” He tilts me up to him and kisses me gently. “I promise, Win.”
Foreshadowwwwww
She’s wearing a fuzzy robe that I think used to belong to Cherry.
Oof cringe
The sight of me in a pretty dress has moved him.
And he prob remembers cherry wearing it...
Roc reaches over and swipes away the tear with the pad of his thumb. “Don’t cry, little girl,” he says. “It was a long time ago.” “Yes, but time means nothing to heartbreak.”
Time is meaningless here. “Did you love her?” I ask. “Bold question, Darling girl.” “Did you?” He sighs and looks away. “I loved how she made me feel.” “And how is that?” “Let me rephrase that.” He meets my gaze again. “I loved that for a moment, with her, I could pretend I could feel.”
Nani had always been willing to tolerate us, even when we were being bastards, but she had a life beyond us and she wasn’t above telling us to go away.
“Do you want to hear something weird?” I ask my brother. He continues his pursuit of the bottles. “Sure.” “I’ve forgotten what Nani looked like.”
I crush the flower petals between my fingers and the oil soaks into my skin. Forget-me-nots are traditionally given to a person you love. It’s a promise, or a reminder. Never forget me.
But what if you forget yourself? Who you were and who you wanted to be?
What if you thought you knew what you wanted only to find out you were groping around blindly, in pursuit of something that, once y...
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It seems too easy, the vault opening for us after all this time. But who I am to question luck?
Doubt its luck at this point in the book...
home
Hone*?
“It’s like a magic trick,” she goes on. “Do you know how easy it is to deceive an audience when they think they know the trick?”
“Mom!” “Help, Winnie!”
Illusion, trap
I spin around just in time to see a Lost Boy slam a lid overtop of me.
Traitorssss
What happens when you’re stabbed by a Lostland rock blade? The myths are varied, the source material shaky at best. I have the Neverland Life Shadow. I should be healing.
Something pries into the lid and wrenches it back.
Its tilly
“Hindsight is a zero-sum game where time is the winner and you’re the loser. Always.”
“Watch over him for me, brother?” As much as I can, the wolf answers. “You watch from the earth,” she says. “And I will watch from above.” The wolf nods and the Mother flies off, returning to her place in the sky. She’s easy to spot if you just look up. She’s the brightest shining light in the dark. The second star on the right.
He is a born myth!
I scoff and turn the telescope again, searching the night sky. And there, finally. The second star on the right flickers with light. The mighty Peter Pan was birthed by a star goddess, abandoned on Neverland as a boy because he was too volatile, only for the lagoon to give him the shadow so that his true nature would be subdued by the shadow. Or at least that’s my theory.
find Wendy, yes, but there is one person I am more excited to see. A pirate with a fuckable mouth and an attitude I’d love to break. I’m coming for you, Captain. I hope you’re ready to be devoured by a Crocodile.
Hahaha wtf
