Peter Pan has ruled Neverland for centuries. But he has never ruled her. Because she is not part of the island. She is the island. And when she looks at him — truly looks at him — the trees still. The ocean quiets. The Lost Boys forget how to breathe. He woke the creator of his kingdom. He woke the heart of the place that made him immortal.

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The heart of Neverland was a place no Lost Boy had ever dared disturb. It was quieter than the rest of the island, a clearing where the air tasted of ozone and old, deep magic. The ground was soft, covered in luminous moss and flowers that pulsed with a gentle, golden light.

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