This is a new story I've been itching to start on, and once I started, I just couldn't resist sharing with all of you lovely people.
This is only the preface, though, but I promise I'll have the official first chapter up by the end of the week.
I'd love if you guys could tell me what you think of the concept and if I justified everything well enough.
Now, you enjoy reading this, and I'll get back to writing ^^
Wendy had been his first companion, and when she had grown up, her daughter Jane became his friend, but she too had to grow up. It had been many years since his adventures with Jane, and Peter had ventured back to London in search of a new playmate. When he got there, however, he found that there were no new girls to take with him to Neverland.
Peter left, still hopeful, and he returned every few months to see if a daughter had magically appeared, but one never did. Jane had sons, and her sons had sons. As the years dragged on and still there were no daughters, Peter's visits became less and less frequent, but he would sometimes stay for days or weeks at a time, checking each and every house as the family grew.
Throughout several generations, Peter had spent so much time on Earth that he had aged several years. He was still the same carefree child at heart, but his body had grown taller and stronger. His mind had grown as well, and he now understood many things that had not made sense to him around Wendy and Jane.
But the aging scared Peter, and he stopped his visits to Earth all together for many years. Until that one fateful day when his shadow went missing again.
