N/A well I was gonna have to write a second chapter eventually…..

This was the part that got better every time. This was the part no one ever remembered, though it was possibly the most magical part of Neverland: the entrance. Smiling, peter braced him self. A complicated mixture of heat and cold air hit his face. A rainbow of colors swirled around him as he dove down spiraling and spinning. Kaleidoscope like patterns and sounds like music (but to wild and diverse to be called so) filled his ears. He laughed and flew faster finally landing in a plain dark blue sky filled with dark night clouds and little stars. He smiled and looked at them. However many there are there will never be a star like mine he smiled. He looked down at the large island. The view equaled that of London in his mind but to those who don't see it as often as he, it is one with no competition, a view so spectacular and grand you can't help but smile and laugh. You become instantly in love with Neverland. You simply just want to dive right into the adventure and wonder, and chances are if you're with peter that's just what you do.

Peter this time however like many times, was alone. He hadn't broughtsomone with him in a long time in fact.