Author's Note:
School is winding down, so I got a chance to do some fanfiction writing! Whoohoo! It felt really good to get back to this one. :) I missed writing these. And it seems my muse has returned! Hooray hoorah! Getting closer to the end of this one! Aaaanyway, thank you for your patience, y'all are great, and here's another chapter for you! Read and review, please! ~Forest
Dear Peter,
Years can pass in the blink of an eye when you're on earth. I finally fully understand this now that twenty-five years have passed since our adventures together. When I first returned from Neverland, I didn't believe that so many years could pass me by without you, but now I find they can, and did. You may already understand this, Peter, as time does not work in the same way in Neverland. I now find it quite possible that you have only been in Neverland for a few days, enjoying the sun on the beautiful island you and I both adore, and the earth's time simply passed without warning. Perhaps you needed a few days alone to decide whether it was worth returning, and time on earth sped up, progressing ever faster into the future. Whether this is the case or not, I may never know.
As I write, Jane has come in several times, wondering aloud why I write to you. She is fourteen now, self-assured, and, many times, contrary, just as you were. She is a rough-and-tumble sort of girl now, but she still has her head in the clouds. Books are her dearest friends, and she values them—as well as a notebook full of detailed drawings—above all else. Over the years, she has created many of her own stories and art pieces involving you, and in all you are seen as a hero. In the last two years, however, she has been denying your existence. Despite this, I still find her by the window, staring hopefully at the stars in the deep night sky, and I suspect she's still waiting for you, just as I am. I also frequently find her wearing your kiss on the chain around her neck. She claims she wears it because she loves it, and I believe this, but I also believe it feeds her fantasies of Neverland.
I hope you have not been lonely in the time that has passed. It is a terrible thing, loneliness, and it can cause even the strongest of hearts to crumble into sand. I sincerely wish this is not the case with you, and that you have found another companion with whom you can have grand adventures.
It is also important for you to know that I did not desert you. Such a harsh word, desert is. I know you're saying it, just as I would have when I was your age. I left you, it's true, and sometimes I still regret doing so. But, Peter, please know that it was not your fault, but that I had connections, ties to earth that could not be severed by one person, one wonderful boy tempting me with magical expeditions and youth that lasts forever. If I could have chosen both earth and Neverland, I would have. Unfortunately, that option did not exist, and, no matter how much it hurt, I needed to return to the place I had lived my whole life.
If you returned now, I could act as a mother figure for you. It wouldn't be the same at all, and I know it would be hard for both of us at first, but I believe it could work out. We still live in the same house in which you found me twenty-five years ago.
Affectionately,
Wendy Darling