Pixie Hollow glitters with music, wings, and flower lights. Lizzy stands at the edge of the dance, overwhelmed — the only human ever allowed here.

“Peter,” she breathes, “it’s beautiful…”

Fairies hover nearby, whispering curiously about her “strange clothing” and “shiny glasses.” Peter teases her gently, “You’re the only one here with shoes.”

Queen Clarion nods approvingly as Lizzy stumbles into a dance, laughing with joy. Tinker Bell spins past, dust sparkling. Peter watches from a tree branch, arms crossed, smiling softly — proud.