When you are in the cage you do not cry.

You observe.

You see Peter Pan.

He is not a good person.

You know that.

You know that his heart is black.

He has shown it to you.

Sometimes he tells you his plans.

You listen.

He trusts you.

It's odd.

You listen anyways.

You were not able to escape the boy with the silver tongue but you will help his next victims.

He's so dark that it scares you.

He is a fairytale.

Aren't those not real?

It doesn't matter anyways.

You are part of one now.

Wendy Darling.