Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Peter Pan
Challenge/Prompt: drabble_weekly 48: Growing Old But Not Up
Word Count: 200
Date Written: 1 August 2017
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Barrie, not the author, and are used without permission.
He has been around for centuries. He has survived war, famine, and plague. Death does not touch this land, but some think life here might be kinder if it did. He is not of that mind set. He is not of them or of this place. This place is of him, and yet he is still so much more.
But there are still times when he grows tired of this world and all the others. He has loved and lost too many times. There was Wendy and Jane and a thousand more girls over the years. Not one of them stayed with him.
They tell him he could come, he could grow up, he could become a part of their worlds, but he doesn’t want to. They are the fools who do not see the freedom eternity gives.
He sinks onto the moist earth and cups cool water in his hands. This water is not like theirs; this land is not like theirs. Everything is better here. Everything is purer, everything but him.
In the water, he sees his face, sees his eyes and the age and sorrow within them, within himself. The world shakes as Pan screams his rage.