Wendy grew weary of the endless parade of Peter Pans in her life, however enchating they were at the onset, their charm grew thinner than moon air faster than crocodiles jaws could snap shut! The vague dazzle mearly fizzled any more, for now she knew she was not to be squandered, she had been shown that she was worthy of more than the quick glimmer of fairy dust, she deserved the one thing that all in Neverland cowar from, love.
To love, and to be loved in return, was simple human nature, and Wendy was after all, a human girl, with a human heart, and we all know the most vital organ to be protected most ferociously, is, the heart. She was taught by her mother as a young girl to love with every angle of it, and later in life, as she began to grow up, she learned many times over, to try so very very hard not to give it away too easily. But you see, this was hard for Wendy, as she simply loved to love. Be it others, or music, the flowers, the smell of the ocean ( even if that nasty ol Hook and his minions were on the horizon!! ), beautifully violent storms, giving and receiving smiles,… oh, her list could go on and on, and on ( and on and on and so forth, as she was accustom to doing!!! ), but one could never doubt that Wendy had a large heart, full of love and wonderment.
The one constant of her heart, were the countless scars cast upon it by the many blind, childish, frightened Peter Pans, Lost Boys, and various pirates. All the same, all silly, all unseeing till long after she had wandered off to repair what lay left of her sweet mangled heart, and, and only then, do they see, and by that time, it was far too late! Wendy learned that although she resides in a place between Neverland and the “real” world, that when it came to matters of the heart, she could only go forward, there was no reverse in her hearts mechanisms. And when it was too late, and these funny little boys came clamouring for her heart once again, she could only shake her head and sigh, such a pity, what a shame.
Although she is alone, she is not lonely, her heart having not abandoned her, and she as always, promising her heart that she will never allow it to grow to be that of stone, she kept watch and tended to it so that it may thrive and heal and grow to love even stronger.
Wendy knew, that just like she, there is a man who also resides between the here and there, and at some point, they shall tumble upon one another, and then that, shall be a whole other tale!!