Pan's shadow
I've been cursed by the God of the wilds to forever be the shadow of his favorite lost boy Peter Pan. The boy who doesn't want to grow old who spends his time fighting pirates and playing with boys in costumes. I almost escaped if it wasn't for that foolish girl Wendy who sowed me and peter together forever. This is the cruelest punishment I wouldn't wish this punishment on my worst enemy. Cursed to spend eternity with pan all because I wanted to eat tinker bell.
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