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Luna's P.O.V.

"Ok, Peter's voice will echo throughout the realm. But if you listen carefully, it will lead you to him. Felix will lead you. Robbie will tell me if anything happens. You'll have about 6 minutes to get him." It was the next night and everyone had fallen asleep.

Well, not really. They all went to their tents and turned out their lights so it looked like they were asleep. But when Jerome came in the tent, I snuck out and gave the signal to Felix, who was at the edge of camp and he would light a torch.

The boys all quietly snuck out of their tents and hid in the shadows until we got Peter. After we get Peter to camp, then we'll go after Jerome.

Me, Felix, Robbie, the trio and a few other boys were discussing how we were going to get Peter.

"Now go. And remember, follow Peter's voice to reach him, and mine to get back to camp." The boys all nod and run out of the camp, waiting for my signal.

Luna (L)
Peter (P)
Both (B)

                       (L) Fate has been cruel
                       and order unkind. How
                      can I have sent you away?
                      The blame was my own.
                      The punishment yours. The
                      Lost Boys are silent today.

                       (B) But into the silence, I'll
                       send you a song. And I will
                       your company keep. Till
                      your tired eyes, and my
                      lullabyies have carried you
                      softly to sleep.

                      (L) Once did a Lost Queen
                      who's moon shone so
                      bright looked out on her
                      kingdom and sigh. She
                     smiled and said surly there
                     is nobody so lovely and so
                     well beloved as I.

                    (L) So great was her rein
                    and so brilliant her glory
                    that long was the shadow
                   she cast. Which fell dark
                   upon the kind Lost King she
                   loved.

                   (B) And grew only darker as
                   days and nights passed.

                    (L) Lullay sun Lost King,
                    goodnight Lost King mine.
                    Rest now in moonlight's
                    embrace. Bear up my
                    lullabies, winds of the earth.
                    Through cloud and through
                    sky and space.

                     (L) Carry the peace and the
                     coolness of night.

                      (B) And carry my sorrow in
                      kind.

                      (L) Peter you're loved so
                      much more than you know.

                     (B) Forgive me for being so
                     blind.

                    (P) Soon did that Lost King
                    take notice that others did
                    not give his Lost Queen her
                   due. And neither had he
                   loved her as she deserved.
                   But stood by as his Lost
                   Queen's jealously grew.

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