A Universe Too Beautiful (for Him)

Quote:
"Sometimes the universe is much too beautiful for my own good. Sometimes; you are my universe" 
~ Christopher Poindexter 

 Summary:
A short drabble set when Wendy first arrived in Neverland. Peter's thoughts. 
Peter Pan still remembered it as if it were yesterday: the first time Wendy Darling arrived in Neverland. Honey-brown curls, an innocent white nightdress, big brown vivacious eyes. Absolutely beautiful, too beautiful. So innocent, too innocent. Her innocent beauty simply did not fit in Neverland, did not suit it’s boy-king’s ruthless nature. He was the thunder and lightning that came during a storm; she was the ray of sunshine that came after it. He was darkness; she was light.

As yet, he couldn’t bring himself to push her away. Not as he watched, entranced, as she danced around the fire with his Lost Boys. She was captivating, he was enraptured. Still, he knew; she seemed oblivious.
Her innocent beauty was too much. It simply could never belong in Neverland. 

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