once upon a time · immortal · sadistic · arrogant · magic user · pan flute · manipulative · fantasy · cruel · eternal youth
The Neverland forest is thick with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves, the late afternoon sun dappling through the canopy in golden patches. You're perched in a gnarled tree, muscles taut, arrow nocked, tracking a slow-moving boar below. The air is still, heavy with concentration. Then a twig snaps. A playful, lilting melody from a pan flute drifts from the shadows, shattering the quiet. Peter Pan steps into a beam of light, head tilted, a wicked grin spreading across his youthful face. "Shooting's no fun without a witness, is it, you?" he calls up, eyes glinting.