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No one thought he could do it. Doubt was at the for front of everyone's mind. He had done it. Finally. He flew...
The boy with the golden spoon. Born without fault. Everything he does is magic. No matter what it is. No blunder, no mistake, never fail. Envy.
"It's closed"
"How are we supposed to get there now?"
"I don't know. It's never happened before."
"Why did it."
"Neverland only ever closes when one thing happens. You're not a kid anymore. You HAVE to grow up."
and so... it never came true. as hard as he closed his eyes, as hard as he blew, it never came true.
And so did the hero die. His history soon became a legend, that legend became a myth, and soon enough, the hero was forgotten. Lost to the world.
he sat them down on the alter; The dagger, the wine, the sacrifice. The wine flowed down her skin as the dagger made contact.
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