<span style="font-size: 12px">At first those dreams felt like dreams. But when something reoccurs and you visit the same place...there has to be more to it right? It didn't take Tori really that long to realize she was visiting another place. She was a believer in things and the more those dreams took her to that far off place, the more she found herself missing it when she was awake. Not just the place, but those that she had come to be around. They were all entirely to real to be just her imagination. She told her grandmother about them one day and she was told that she should be careful. Sometimes dreams had a way of taking you places and showing you only one side. Course Tori wasn't sure what her grandmother meant by this.<br/>
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In the early morning, before the sun had woken, before it's rays tainted the sky, a strange feeling washed over her. It was enough to wake her. Her room was dark, what was darker was the form that stood at her bedside. It was a surprise at first, but the more she stared tiredly at it with her brown eyes, the more she realized she knew who's shadow that was. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">"Pan?" <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">His name on her lips was like a quiet kiss, a lightness that danced in the air to the shadow. She sat up, the sleeve of her tank top slipping off her tanned shoulder. Her legs swung from the bed, bare-feet not even getting a chance to touch the soft carpet below before she was lifted as the shadow leapt. Her brown eyes widened, she felt light, her blue sleeping pants settling around her waist and ankles. <br/>
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Before she could really rationalize what was going on, she was standing in the grass on a cliff, over looking the waters below. A salty breeze tossed her tangled hair as she was left, her hand falling to her side. This felt...she felt awake. Real. Was she really in the place of her dreams? She stuck her let out, her foot dangled over the cliff edge as she felt a rush of wind ticking the underside of her foot. Her eyes widened. This <i>was </i>real! Tori turned, looking off onto the island, why had she been left here she wondered. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">"Pan!?" <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">Tori called out, her hand coming up to there lips to make her voice echoed out. She licked her lips, wetting them before she set her fingers to her pink lips. She inhaled before blowing out, a long whistle came from her, loud and piercing the morning of NeverLand. The sun here was just on the horizon, lighting up the sky with shades of pink and orange. She loved the mornings..the evenings here. Every time she had been here was an adventure. One she had never wanted to wake up from. </span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">The soft grass tickled her feet as she moved, she had an idea of where she was. She had been here countless times. If she didn't run into Pan first...or if his shadow hadn't gone off to get him..she was sure she would run into someone else she was use to seeing. Hopefully it was for the better. She knew there were dangers here, those that she had been warned off. </span></span></span></span><br/>
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