Page 37 of Lost Starlight
Once I reached the lagoon, I saw that the pixies were fluttering around. It all appeared so different in the sunlight, compared to the moonlight–still magical and still an incredible sight to behold, just different. The tropical florals were brighter in the sunlight, more enchanting thanin the moonlight. Gwen would love the colors. However lovely a scene it may have appeared–it was not. It was a horrid scene because I was taken there away from Gwen.
As soon as I stepped into their view, they all hummed.
“Peter! Peter! Peter!”
“This Captain Hook? Who is he?” I asked, placing my hands on my waist.
“Bad, bad. Stole, stole, stole us,” the pixies chimed, swarming around me. “Stole pixie near Walden. Stole magical creature—”
I cursed under my breath. “Where is this blasted pirate?”
“Shark Cove! Shark Cove! Peter protects us! Peter keeps us safe!”
“So, that is why I am here? To get rid of this pirate and save the lost boys and the pixie that he stole?”
“Help! Help!”
“If I get rid of this pirate, will my debt, then, be paid? I want to hear you confirm it.”
There was a pause, then sounds of chimes that I could not understand, before a large group of pixies swarmed over to me.
“YoukillHook. Kill Hook–You’re free! Free! Debt paid! Debt paid!”
I did not wish to killanyone. But if he was as villainous as he was made out to be, perhaps, that is what needed to be done.
If I was going to approach a pirate, there were some things I would need.
“Is there a ship or a boat, somewhere, that I can use? I need to be able to find him.”
“Fly! You can fly! Fly!” they all chimed, swirling around me in a glitter of gold.
I coughed as their golden dust got into my mouth, and I brushed some of it from my hair.
“You can fly!” they chimed again, pushing me forward. There was a rock formation to the left of the lagoon, and without being able to stop them, they prodded me up to the top of that rather high cliff area.
“If you kill me, I cannot help you!” I screamed, trying to grasp onto the pixies to keep myself from falling from such a height, even though there was water below.
Before I knew what was happening, I was falling; the surrounding pixies were calling out to “fly”–as if I had such an ability.Theyhadflownme there, and when I was rescuing Gwen,theyhad also carried me to the lagoon, but I had neverflown,myself
The water was cool as I reached it. I pulled myself up, gasping for breath.
“What in all of Terra!?” I shouted, swimming out of the lagoon and to the rock’s edge.
“You fly! Learn, fly!” they chimed around me.
“I cannot fly. I am human.”
“All you need—Need—Need pixie dust! Pixiedust!”
“Obviously, that is not what I need, as you covered me in it before dropping me from the cliff,” I grumbled.
“Believe, believe! Happy thoughts. Have happy, happy thoughts, Peter! Fly, fly with happy, happy thoughts!”
“This is madness. It is better for me to just build a crude boat.”
“Shark kill, kill, kill!”
I lay back in the sand beside the lagoon. My body warmed in the sunlight.
