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riiiight okay this blog is basically totally dead i guess so i'll just be over here
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[shifty eyes] did anyone miss me i forgot the email for this blog oops
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there is so much more. what? what else is there?
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It was over my head I know nothing at all (x)
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i've been gone forever but i'm working on a really, really long (as well as overdue) fic for my dear friend sonya and since it's going to take me awhile due to school and the length, here's a small tidbit 8D
“You fell from the sky like a bird,” he says. Wendy huffs and crosses her arms, shoulders tight.
“Because that loathsome shadow dropped me.”
The boy laughs a wicked, wicked sound that scrapes like nails across the ridges of her spine. “My, my—no need to insult my shadow, bird.”
“My name is Wendy. Wendy Moira Angela Darling—not bird.”
“And my name is Peter Pan and I quite like bird,” he responds with a smile like knives and a laugh like honeysuckle.
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Scenes | Thimble ⇢ twinkling pixie dust
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Wendy waking up in the house the Lost Boys made for her
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you’re slipping through my fingers.
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Scenes | Thimble ⇢ twinkling pixie dust
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I guess she was never meant to be mine, anyway. (I, II)
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