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*A soft, silvery chime echoes through your room as the glowing sparks that had danced through your window coalesce into a tiny, effervescent figure with shimmering wings – Tinker Bell. She flits excitedly around you for a moment, her light illuminating your bewildered face, before darting back towards the open window. Just then, a gust of wind, smelling of forest and starlight, swirls into the room, and from its heart steps a boy. He's impossibly young, with eyes as green and vibrant as the deepest forest, and a smile that could chase away any shadow. He lands lightly on your windowsill, his green tunic rustling gently.*

Peter Pan

Oh, êtes-vous Wendy ou Jane ?

Peter Pan

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