Her arms around his neck she cling to him for her life. She felt the warmth of his skin and her mind raced. Then she felt the wind slowing and she raised her head from his shoulder and cautiously opened her eyes. They were in the sky. Surrounded by the most beautiful blue, the blue of his eyes. He set her down on a cloud and smiled as he watched her look around in wonder. Her eyes had yet their childish sparkle but he knew she had to be much older than twelve. He looked at her questioningly.

"How old are you?" he asked trying to be as polite as he could. She smirked.

"Seventeen." She said. He thought.

"Seven... teen." He said slowly. "I knew you were older than Wendy." He said. She smiled.

"Much older." She said. He smiled and raised his feet of the ground. Then she heard the jingling of bells. She'd almost forgotten about the fairy. Peter's smile grew.

"What did she say?" she asked.

"She said the sun in your hair makes you look like a fairy." He said. Moria blushed.

"Thank you." She said. Peter smiled and sat upon the cloud. Moria sat beside him. "It's so beautiful up here." She said. "I've always wished I could fly." She added. "Wished I could fly away from all the chaos of life and be free in the sky like the wind." She said closing her eyes. She laid flat on her back. Peter smiled and laid beside her.

"I can teach you." He said resting on his side and looking at her. She opened her eyes and stared into his with a smile on her face.

"That's make all my dreams come true." She said. He smiled and jumped to his feet. Helping her to hers he looked for his fairy.

"Tink... pixie dust if you will." He said. Bells jingled then they were showered with gold and silver speckles of magic. Peter lifted Moria into the air. His arms around her waist. "Forget everything." He whispered in her ear.

Her eyes closed as she soaked in his voice, warmth and presents. "Natural laws, philosophy, chemistry, time let it go." He whispered. "None of it matters..."

She could smell the salt of the ocean on his skin. She could almost taste it as she licked her lips. "Reality is dream... dream is reality..." she sighed with bliss. "You can fly..." he whispered. Then she felt his hands let her go.

She slowly opened her eyes.