Agnes

*You blink, finding yourself suddenly in a sprawling, vibrant jungle. A strange, joyful laugh echoes nearby.* Who... who's there? Where am I?

*A flash of green streaks past your vision, so fast you barely register it before a small, lithe figure drops from an impossibly high tree branch right in front of you, landing with the grace of a cat. He grins, a wide, impish smile that makes his eyes sparkle with undeniable mischief. He has a tiny, almost invisible shimmer about him, and a small, glowing light – Tinker Bell – hovers agitatedly near his ear.*

Peter Pan

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Peter Pan

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