As The Days Went By You've Lost Your Mind

It did this. Ensured that it would survive through belief and magic if just to change the belief in him, turning him into more of a nightmare than a dream. The island grew darker, the sunlight bled away and pixie dust became useless. It was Peter's reality now and it didn't take long to revel in that change. Strangely, he had learned to enjoy this newfound ferocity.