She tells him that that is the way of life, that everything must grow amd wither and fall again. She asks him to take her daughter instead. He does, for her sake but the child is no Wendy-bird and the joy is sucked from the adventure by bitterness.
Peter knows in some distant manner that Wendy is not the first he'd lost. That there were boys who are no longer where he left them. As he thinks on all he has lost Peter thinks he can feel him self growing older.
The roses have lost their color. The stars have faded.
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Date: 2013-05-04 05:32 pm (UTC)She tells him that that is the way of life, that everything must grow amd wither and fall again. She asks him to take her daughter instead. He does, for her sake but the child is no Wendy-bird and the joy is sucked from the adventure by bitterness.
Peter knows in some distant manner that Wendy is not the first he'd lost. That there were boys who are no longer where he left them. As he thinks on all he has lost Peter thinks he can feel him self growing older.
The roses have lost their color. The stars have faded.
It's time to grow up.
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