Chapter 30: Into the Heart of Neverland
Gwen The morning sun bathed the deck of the Jolly Roger in a warm glow as we prepared to set sail. The crew moved with practiced efficiency, their voices a harmonious blend of shouts and laughter. I stood near the bow, adjusting the fit of the comfortable britches, shirt, and boots that Hook had provided. The attire was practical, allowing for ease of movement—essential for the journey ahead. Peter emerged from below deck, dressed similarly in black britches, a shirt, and a long jacket. The transformation from his usual attire was striking, giving him an air of maturity that hadn't been there before. He caught my eye and offered a reassuring smile, which I returned, feeling a flutter of anticipation in my chest. Hook approached, his presence commanding as always. He was clad in all-blac
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