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Where the Hell were all his Lost Boys?

Pan stormed around the camp. He could feel their presence on the island and could probably locate them was his head not so filled with frustration.

Kicking a log across the camp with his foot, he slumped down with his head in his hands.

Then he heard it.

Distant, but distinguishably your voice.

And you were singing.

Following the voice in a sort of trance, Peter found himself at your cage- you were a prisoner of Neverland and that was where he kept you. From his position just at the edge of the woods, he was facing the clearing where he kept said cages and he could see the Lost Boys completely surrounding your cage, all sitting or lying down.

“Ein Tad, yr hwn yn y nefoedd
Sancteiddier dy enw.
Deled Dy deyrnas,
Gwneler Dy ewyllys,” you sang, voice mingling with the cool magic in the air beautifully.

Peter didn’t recognise the language you spoke but he knew that it was a lullaby.

“Megis yn y nef,
Felly ar y ddaear hefyd.
Dyro I ni heddiw
Ein bara beunyddiol,” the foreign words seemed to calm the excited tingle that burrowed itself into the Lost Boys’ skin, and Peter could see the younger ones falling asleep to your words.

“A maddau I ni ein dyledion,
Fel y maddeuwn ninnau i’n dyledwyr
Ac nac arwain ni l brofedigaeth
Eithr gwared ni rhag drwg;” he wished you would carry on singing forever, as he watched the frost of your voice travel through the air.

“Canys eiddot Ti yw y deyrnas
A’r nerth, a’r gogoniant
Yn oes oesoedd, Amen…” As the song came to a close, Peter was sitting peacefully on the ground, surrounded by silently sleeping Lost Boys, and had a smitten smile plastered on his face.

“Welcome to the Lost Boys,” Peter said to you quietly, the corners of his lips quirked and a smug set to his brow, “Lost girl…”


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“Everyone is so upset.” Sand chuckled as sat comfortably on Lune a good distance from the HWN laboratory. How lucky was it that his newest target was friends with the robot that he was going to crush for what she did to him? It just made everything that would come next all the better. 

He watched as Honey walked along the street and waited until she was a safe enough distance from the lab before nudging Lune to the ground. 

The sounds of his footsteps could be heard echoing as he ran around the corner towards her. His expression was wracked with fear before the child crashed against her. 

Honey would feel his arms wrapping tightly around her and could hear sobs coming from the boy that buried his face into her stomach. 

“Please help me.” he sobbed, his synthetic breath hitching as he trembled. “I-I am scared … I dont … I dont know wh-what to do …” 

HWN 017 Leistenklippe

Blick von der Leistenklippe über die Grenzklippe bis hin zum Brocken. Von hier aus hat man eine schöne Aussicht über den Nationalpark

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Like the shoreline pushes away the waves,
That’s how you kept pushing me.
But I was still here.
Sitting, Waiting, Wishing.
Craving for your attention.
I thought I could change you
I was even crazy to think I could be the “one”
The ‘real’ one
I guess I was wrong
All you did was pushing me away
Like the shoreline pushes away the waves
All I did was desiring you even more.
He never said I love you.
I never asked why.
I was too scare to hear the answer.
Too scare to know the truth.
I wish I’d had listen to my mama
When she said :
“baby girl, don’t automatically believe
what a man says without even checking if
his actions match his words”
Mama where are you,
to see what a shameful woman I’ve become.
I don't know why some girls feel the need to start by saying "no homo" or end by that when giving another girl a compliment. Just because I think you're absolutely gorgeous or pretty doesn't mean I'm hitting on you. I don't need to add "no homo" after my compliments to reassure you that I'm not a lesbian. If you're beautiful and I want you to know it. I'll compliment you. Free for you to think I'm gay.