Wendell battles to the heart of all of the problems in society and teaches his lost children how to defeat Hook and his evil mind controlling pirates.

Each wrinkle infused into our skin paints a picture into our past and the actions of our present then directs the shape of their future. A frown will eventually infuse into old age and the mannerisms that we utilise will form into the heart that controls them. And as these wrinkles stack, we begin to forget the dreams that once plagued our minds. Popular culture then reinforces this conformity through simple yet repetitive messages and those who see through them end up being marginalised by society. Our path gets darker as the fairies of the world lose the fire that drives them. Because if we lose the ability to interpret non-literal examples into the reality of how we and everything around us functions, then we also inflict oppression that could obtain us real collective insight. And when those who have discovered fairy dust unite, the revolution will begin and the golden freaks who kept their happy thoughts will remember how you treated them when they evolve into your judge, jury, and executioner. Humanity needs a Mother, dear Wendy Lady.—Wendell Charles NeSmith