A 100 word drabble from Peter Pan

He brushed the rest of the snow off of that final marker. Wendy's marker, "Until all lost boys are found." Upon that grave he laid a thimble and a gentle kiss to the weathered stone before lying down between that one and the fresher one on the other side reading Moira Banning. The little boy who had watched the world change without him was finally ready for the next big adventure, and far above the stars winked at each other, for perhaps in this story they had been able to participate, and the second star to the right shone on.