"Tina..." the boy called Wordsworth began, and said to the doe, "I'm very conflicted right now...

"We grew up together, and I never want to be separated from you, but...

"I really wanted to be a playwright."

Saying this, Wordsworth gripped the pen in his pocket tightly.

That was the only legacy his father left him.

On the desk under the window sill, my father used this pen to write many wonderful stories.

He wants to keep it all going.

However, if he chooses to "stay" in the paradise, it means that this door will be closed forever.

The children participating in the "staying ceremony" tonight have already made up their minds, only he is still hesitating.

"Okay," Tina's voice was obviously a little nervous, "I believe you can make the right choice."

Her eyes seemed to be pleading, but Wordsworth did not look directly.

Moonlight, listening behind him, understood what was happening—they were watching a vision of the past.

Wordsworth's experience.

Following the trend of candlelight, they came to the wide area deep in the cave, where it was built into a hall.

On the polished stone walls, there are patterns such as Ferris wheel, merry-go-round horse and clown haunted house.

Obviously, these immature handwritings depict the scene in "Midnight Paradise".

All addicts gathered here, holding their own candlesticks, and stood facing a smooth wall.

Then, they began to sing the song when they entered the park in unison.

"Here is the land, here is the land.

Here is Peter Pan opened up, Neverland Island,

Only welcome at midnight, patronized by the pure of heart...

Its name is - Midnight Paradise.

Peter Pan is in his Paradise, forever young and forever happy.

We also wander here and share with him, this eternal joy. "

Due to the natural echo resonance effect in the cave, the children's chorus was inexplicably more divine.

Moonlight couldn't help but want to sing along a few times...

But he knew the mystery contained in this song, so he closed his eyes, bit his tongue, and used the pain to remind himself not to sing along.

When the song ended, the scene he saw when he opened his eyes made the hairs on his back stand up—

The familiar boy's shadow flew in from the entrance of the hall, flying around the stone wall.

When the addicts saw that figure, they couldn't help cheering: "Pan! Pan! Pan!..."

That is, the shadow of Peter Pan.

The culprit who kidnapped Mrs. Dominique.

Among the crowd, Sean stared at the thin figure coldly.

After circling the stone wall for a week, he stopped on the smoothest wall.

From the direction of the shadow, a somewhat weird voice sounded.

It can be heard that it is the voice of a teenager. But there was an inexplicable vicissitudes and hoarseness in that voice.

It's hard to imagine that childishness and hoarseness are reflected in one voice:

"Welcome everyone, to this 'staying ceremony'..."

All he could see was the floating shadow, but he didn't know where the shadow's line of sight fell.

Sean and the others lowered their heads, trying to hide themselves in the crowd as much as possible.

"Time is like a river, no one can swim against it.

"The pure children who linger here will also be carried forward by time and grow up day by day...

"However, this paradise only welcomes children who have not yet grown up."

The candlelight burned quietly, and the addicts raised their heads, looking at the shadow who was telling the story.

"This ritual allows those children who are about to grow up to stay in their childhood forever - so that they can stay in Midnight Paradise and share the joy of this place with me forever.

"Tonight, the first child to receive a 'stop' is—Tina!"

Amid the cheers of the addicted, Tina, wearing a green dress and a doe hood, hugged Wordsworth beside her.

She walked through the crowd to the front row, handed the candle in her hand to others, and stood under the smooth stone wall.

Wordsworth craned his neck to look at Tina, his fingertips were trembling, and his palms were sweaty.

The shadow that was floating in the air fell to the ground.

In his hand, there was an extra needle with thin sutures hanging down.

The shadow of Peter Pan walked to the side of Tina's shadow.

The addicts in the audience whispered softly.

The girl's chest heaved violently.

The shadow of the Lord of Paradise raised the needle and thread in his hand, and stabbed it near the collarbone of the girl's shadow: "The first needle!

"—This pain can dispel that filthy adult in my heart!"

"The first shot!" The addicts shouted excitedly.

As the shadow was pierced, a blood hole suddenly appeared on Tina's headgear and collarbone, and the black shadow thread connected the two together—

The girl shuddered and screamed, but did not move.

Under the stage, Father Taylor watched this scene in astonishment, unaware that his mouth was opened due to shock.

"Second shot!

"This is the silk thread that will forever sew childlike innocence to your heart—you will never lose this most precious treasure!"

On the wall, Pan's shadow threaded the needle so skillfully, as if he was not sewing the headgear to the girl's body, but sewing a piece of clothing.

The thread is like a black earthworm turning over the soil, continuously burrowing in and out along the edge of the doe's headgear, and the bright red blood flows down like the ruby ​​pendant of the necklace...

Tina was still screaming. But there seemed to be a little more pleasure in that shout.

Offstage, Wordsworth was also short of breath. He didn't realize that he was holding his father's pen tightly.

"Third stitch!

"—and when you're done sewing, you'll never grow up again, you'll always be a kid, you'll always have—

"joy!"

"Third Stitch!" The Addicts held up the candles, "Forever, Possession, Joy!"

Pan's shadow speeded up, and the stitching of the black silk thread also became faster, going around the edge, and completely sewed the doe headgear above Tina's shoulders.

Then, something weird happened.

The stitches disappeared, as if submerged into the flesh.

The headgear no longer seemed to be sewn on the shoulders, and the edges became a natural transition, as if Tina was born with a doe's head.

The doe's head also seemed to come alive—the eyes were black and alive~lightnovelpub.net~ The nose, which was originally stiff, opened and relaxed due to breathing.

Tina has completed the "stay ritual".

She will never grow up again and become an "addict" who can wander in "Midnight Paradise" forever.

In the audience, Wordsworth's face was pale.

Shadow opened his hands, indicating to the addicts, don't begrudge the applause for the new recruits.

Then, the doe looked expectantly at the audience, the boy in the red shirt and the goat hood.

The voice of Peter Pan's shadow was still full of joy: "Then—the next one to perform the stay ceremony is...

"Wordsworth!"

The addicts turned around, and the animal faces illuminated by the candlelight all looked at the boy in red.

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