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Peregrine's words comforts Peter - he leans against his father's chest, closes his eyes and sighs. His fear of abandonment has disappeared, he is calm and happy. "So will I, so will I," he whispers, yet his voice suddenly sounds as if from far away. A shadow, an echo. 

The scenery around them twists and changes and all of a sudden they are stranded somewhere in the universe. Pitch black darkness around them, billions and billions of stars, suns, moons and planets around them. And in the middle of it there is still father and son holding each other in embrace. 

"Remember me," Peter says, as he lifts his muzzle to look his father in the eyes one last time. Then the golden aura around him grows stronger and all of a sudden the boy's form turns into shimmering dust that is blown away by the wind. 

That was all.