Dust

You were created for more than to bear the weight of your shadows- but you have to choose to no longer let them define you. You have to choose to let the light shine through the shattered pieces.” – Tiger Lilly

People are rarely kind about what they don't understand.

We all fight the shadows. Even the ones we can’t remember. - Peter

Then maybe growing up doesn’t always mean carving out the magic from your soul. Maybe — just maybe — growing up can be a way of letting your dreams expand, like a falling star becoming a magical island resting in the middle of a galaxy. Maybe growing up isn’t letting you soul die but entering another adventure. -Peter

The stars shine brightest in the darkness, Claire. Pixie dust chases back the shadows. Maybe that’s it— maybe that’s what the shadows are all about. Finding the light through them, and…” he tilts his head back. “We all have our shadows to fight, but maybe that’s so we can grow stronger.” - Peter

Because this caring for someone is not what I thought it would be. It's not losing who I am. It's finding my soul interwoven with another - and chasing the stars together. And that might just be the greatest adventure of them all.

The light is far brighter than the darkness. Don’t forget that.

A girl of stardust and shadow, who chooses to let light heal the broken pieces.

Curses. Couldn't we talk about something cheerful for once? Like . . . Cake? Cake is cheerful. Cake isn't trying to kill me.

But I can’t keep waiting for someone to tell me I’m worthwhile. The light has got to deep deeper than that, or else I can’t truly help myself or anyone else. I can’t always depend on Peter Pan to fly.

I will remind the island of dreams and wonder and magic just what it means to rise past the shadows and chase after the stars.

The light is far brighter than the darkness. Don't forget that.

I know it’s hard, feeling like you’re missing a part of yourself.’ Lily’s eyes glisten. ‘But if you keep letting the whispers around you tell you who you are, pretty soon they will suck you dry. I lost myself in the shadows. In the doubts.’ She glances down at her scars again. ‘That magic in your veins means you have a choice, Claire. You were created for more than to bear the weight of your shadows— but you have to choose to no longer let them define you. You have to choose to let the light shine through the shattered pieces.’ - Tiger Lily

Trust me, I know what it’s like. Having your fears drag you down, slam you into the ground. But you can fly— you an rise past this. - Peter

The sky is yours, Pixie-Girl.” - Peter

But the running doesn't work. I've spent my whole life trying to escape shadows by hiding in the stars ... Only to find the darkness was inside me all along.

We all have our shadows to fight, but maybe that's so we can grow stronger.

You were right about one thing, Peter. I don’t belong here.’ Claire gives me a wry smile. ‘Conner and I were made for something more. For years, I couldn’t believe that. Couldn’t find any beauty in my dust, in myself. But then, I met you.’ Her sea-blue eyes glisten. I rise a little higher until we’re at the same level, dangling by unseen threads in an impossibly large sky. ‘You didn’t see me as a freak. You said I was beautiful— and that changed everything. You became my happy thought. I needed you to learn how to fly.

He chuckles, but the sound has a disconcerting note to it…. “There’s that fire I’ve heard so much about.” If he’s trying to be creepy as heck, it’s working.

Just stop thinking about it. No one is even noticing. If I can fade away, no one gets hurt. Except for my heart, growing a bit colder, more calloused. Loss of human interaction can steal the warmth before you've realized the ice of isolation is skimming your skin.

Suddenly, I know. And that knowledge blots out the doubts. Paints over them with the acute knowledge that Ben is who I choose to believe he is: The boy who saw light in a shattered girl. Who fights dauntlessly to return to his fractured home, despite being just one against hordes of pirates and Lost Boys.

We all fight the shadows. Even the ones we can remember. - Peter

You'd better not let me fall." I grip her hand a little tighter. "Never.

His whole face lights up with delight, like a little child inviting a grown-up to see a new creation they've made. He's inviting me into his world.

Yeah, just be aware. London is pretty far away . . .” An odd note comes into his voice. “It’s practically another world.” Another world . . . The thought and his hesitant tone should unnerve me, but all I can do is shrug. “Well, maybe a new world is just what I need.” After all, I’ve never quite fit into this one.

The light in you, is gar brighter than the darkness. Don't forget that.