But no many times she did it, she never woke up, she was never in the park again.īut Michael was here and Wendy couldn’t close her eyes.įaster than the nightmares chasing her, Faster than the nightmares chasing her brother.

If she closed her eyes hard enough she could press restart. “Let’s go!’ Michael exclaimed, and he pulled Wendy toward the hedges. “Shall I give you a headstart?” purred the queen. “How does ten seconds sound? Ten… nine…” He squeezed Wendy’s hand. “Then we’ll win! Don’t worry Wendy, I got you,” he assured his older sister. “I’m good at winning.” He’d laugh and clap his hands and his heart would race.ĭidn’t matter now! She was here! They had fallen into a story. He still remembered some of ‘em you know, or really, he remembered the way they made him feel. No matter what Wendy said, this all felt like a game– something exciting, like the stories Wendy used to read to him when he was just a toddler. “Should we perhaps do less? It is a shame Thistle is not nicer they could just lift everything easily.”īut that thought didn’t scare him. Wendy shrugged, “She seemed very sure of herself so I am not jealous will will not know what this neighbour is like.” Wendy smiled at the thought, she almost wished their lives were as simple as a neighbour war about lawns.įOllowing Jane, Wendy only grabbed one box. “These ones are heavy,” Jane said, bending over to lift a stack of two, grunting a little as she did so. Between her and John, they certainly had a lot of them. She started back outside to fetch the next set of boxes, which contained books. “I suppose we’ll have to stop by Garden Grove once you get some names from your coworker,” said Jane. And she had a feeling John would forget to water them. But the idea that a lawn would anger someone.”ĭanny would probably like plants, she thought. “I mean, I’m sure your coworker is lovely. I’ll pull you out.”Īt that, Jane let out a short bark of laughter. The Queen would not sacrifice her toys, not like this. It wasn’t surprising, the Queen had many tricks. Holding Michael tightly her heels digging into the ground as she did. Wendy held onto Michael’s hand tightly as she scrambled to not be taken by the quick sand herself. His feet sank. “Wendy!” he gasped as his sister skidded, not yet in the sand. “Wendy, help!” He hadn’t been expecting that, had he? The little boy’s eyes grew wide and frightened and he ran even faster, running straight into– a sand pit. And then the walls started to collapse in all around them. Ashleigh controlled everything– all the parts of this little game– and now that it was in motion, it was time to show her true power.Īnd so the Darlings ran into the maze and Ashleigh closed the hedges behind them. It didn’t matter how much Wendy loved him, like that love could turn into gasoline and get them to the other side.

It didn’t matter how fast little Michael was. Sleep Well, Darlings || Ashleigh + Baby Bird In December 2020 her brother destroyed a Mara tree and created a portal and made a deal with the Queen, him for her. Other: When she was a child she entered Elfhame, to get her brothers home safe she made a deal and stayed in Elfhame, in her time there she was engaged to Thistle. What natives would know about them: She’s related to the Darlings, and works at the Court. What would you find if you Googled them?: There’s an article about how a Fae stole her identity and she lives in London and the one in Swynlake is a Fae. Tattoos/piercings/daily jewelry: Her engagement necklace. Hair color/length/style: Shoulder length, brown hair Can not lie.Īccent: English - Has some different pronunciations from growing up in Elfhameīuild: Soft, has more muscles than you’d expect but gentle squishy Magic status: Mundus - Cursed (Private) Her voice is gifted to be light and airy, sweeter when singing. Nicknames: Lilybell, Wendybird (she only goes by Wendy to most people) Sometimes I feel like I’m a silhouette, like

Go back to sleep now my darling