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Everything Was Different

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MONTHS PASSED AND everything on Neverland was different. The sun no longer seemed to shine as bright. The birds didn't sing. The mermaids were quiet. The Lost Boys camp was dim. The boys that inhabited it were sad. And the leader wasn't any different.

Pan felt sick. He didn't ever leave his treehouse because he was determined to find a way to kill the shadow once and for all. He brought Evelyn food and water whenever she needed it and never spoke a word to her.

At night, the Lost Boys cries started up again and they were louder. They had lost their sister. Their mother.

But one night Pan was looking through a spellbook when his tired, dim green eyes fell upon a spell. Then he smiled.

He had found it.