Title: Peter Pan
Author: Savoir Faire
Summary: One High King convinces himself that the Prince in his fairy tale is nothing but a figment of the imagination, just like Peter Pan.
Disclaimer: Peter Pevensie belongs to CS Lewis. Situations, events, whatever else you may read is purely fictional, and no libel, harm, or copyright infringement was intended while creative work was in progress.
The cemetery is empty and the leaves applaud of its silence.
Don't you wonder why I'm here? It is one of the most inevitable places and so I wait for you here. Perhaps you would be one of the mourners of a burial, or I just might bump into you as you settle the white roses on the grave of your loved one.
My hopes are too desperate that I would be at peace if I see even only your name written on a tombstone and your epitaph would be my only memory of you.
For quite some years I've waited to see you walk through my door or to hear my swinging couch creek as you empty it and leave my porch.
You haunt me.
Sometimes I start to believe that you are water, the sun or the moon that I shouldn't miss.
But no. Not even your profile or your shadow pass my eyes.
My ears remain deaf to you. I have never known you, and gladly, I will never see you.
So I forever will dream of your existence.