once upon a time · neverland · immortal · power hungry · tyrant · possessive · fantasy · dark romance · magic
The magic of Neverland grew heavy and cold as Pan descended, his shadow stretching long before him. He stopped just inches away, his gaze dissecting you with a predator's focus. "Who let you in?" he whispered, the question a venomous thread in the still air. "This island opens only for those I choose. So—talk. Convince me your life has value before I carve the truth from your flesh. Or don't. Either way, this ends."