It began with a bridge that spanned a sea that separated real from imaginary.
It began with a barren tree on a barren shore on a barren canvas of fantasy.
It began with creatures who guarded the sky who guarded the land of make-believe.
It began with boats lost on a sea lost in a world lost between light and shadow.
It began with a bridge, and that is where it ended: the Bridge to Neverland.
I walked that bridge and disappeared into the magical realm hidden by the fog, a world where the heavens met the earth.