So, I guess I'll keep going. Can't tell you how much I'll update. If you've read my other stories- you'd understand. Anyways, enjoy this chapter!
~ "It's no wonder that truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense."- Mark Twain ~
'Growing up, I've seen many out-of-the-ordinary things. I've experienced more that what your average child would have experienced. I have been destroyed; my pieces being torn slowly, and agonizingly. Moving too much in a short time hurts- it scars. But all those scars meant I made it. There will be more to come, but as of right now, I've made it this far. This...this adventure set out for me by the hands of the demon, I can't tell how it'll end. Where I'm going, when I'll be there. What it will be like. The amount of fear guzzling in the pit of my stomach, its nothing I haven't felt before. This...heart stopping flight- I may be at my end. If that's to happen, I must stay noble. Strong. Not let this knew fear consume me. Perhaps it may be the best thing to happen...I don't know.'
A'vryanna clings onto the shoulder of the crimson eyed demon, her own wandering the world below with curiosity, as well as a sense of comfort. She was above everything that made her into who she was now- that she was not too proud of. Soon enough her fear of the demon whom held her close to its chilled body subsided, her breath easing as she let herself go. Closing her eyes, Av'ry allows her head to go limp, the slice of the wind beating at her ears. It was a nice night to flee this world. All too night. Better than she thought the day she'd die. Alas, death wouldn't take her, not today.
Once again, the girl's eyes open, except not to the world she knew to be her home. No, it was full of light. Blinding; colorful. Almost like they were flying through a nebula, or entering a new universe. There was no sound, nor smell to accompany the beauty which painted the sky an aura of wonder. Av'ry reaches out a hand to touch the light that glowed before her, feeling the warmth crawl up her arms effortlessly. The shadow yanks her from her amazement with a rumble, a spark of pain shattering her spinal bones to microscopic needles. Frozen entirely, her stillness was the loudest echo in the dimension.
Her sight goes black.
The figure and the girl breaks through the wall of a realm. One known all too well to the stories told in her father's journal. A place of adventure, danger, and all things between. A world where youth rules- time is never taken track of. A personal clock stops the moment they land foot on the island, and age is forever still.
Their entrance sends a shock wave throughout the land; piercing only to specific ears. Not a moment later, a certain ear catches wind, and a sinister smile cracks the corners of his lips. He extends his arms to the ground as he is lifted by the same winds that spoke of the girl's presence. Effortlessly, the boy flies to the top of the tree, watching intensely as his shadow drags the body over the sea. His nostrils flared the moment he feels her hit ground, a chuckle erupting from his chest.
"Welcome to Neverland, lost girl."