Is there such a world out there in our galaxy
Made up of laughter?
Joy?
Happyness?
Music?
Not in this reality
Not for a long time now
The world of Make-Believe can be no more
No more adventures
No more music
No more laughter
No more anything
For I am the last
The last of them
The last child
Forbidden magic still runs
Still runs through my body
But its fading
My world
My Friends
My Neverland
Peter Pan was in trouble.
His nemesis, Captain J. Hook ruled his world. He had used Pan's unhappy thoughts to bring the boy down to earth. Peter was no older than thirteen years of age.
Faith, Trust, Pixie Dust and Happy thoughts, can help you fly
The dying magical wind whispered as it blew through the air with fading laughter.
Peter's downfall was from his unhappy thoughts and Hook had used them to his advantage.
His mates were growing up with Wendy Darling and her brothers in London.
Peter himself would never grow up and didn't even want to.
Pirates ruled Neverland now.
And Peter Pan was its prisoner forever.
All because children had stopped believing in him and Neverland.