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Tink had flown a long ways. Well, first she'd flown back into Ozland and nicked herself some more of the strange mushroom that made her grow or shrink. She'd then decided, on a whim, that she wanted to explore more of the world, and instead of heading back to the Sleeping Woods, she flew straight east. She flew clear over Lake Raienia, pausing on two little islands before continuing on. She found herself someplace called Estervale, and here she remained small-sized for a while, before she could learn how people responded to magic here. They didn't seem to like fairies much in Camlann, but maybe Estervale was different.
After a little while, she grew bored, and the lure of being the size of a human was too good to pass up. She ate a piece of mushroom, and, out of sight, grew to larger size again. She nicked a cloak off someone's clothes line, and, wings folded carefully against her back, donned it, looking for all the world like a normal woman. Well. A normal 'mute' woman. There didn't seem to be many fairies or people who knew fairy language about who could understand her. Didn't matter. She could get by. Right now she was wandering the streets of Estervale, wide-eyed and curious.
Tags:
peter pan, tinkerbell
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