I got my inspiration for this story from a book called Stardust by Neil Gaiman. Now mind you I've never read the book, just the teaser, so any similarities besides the general concept of the wall and another world beyond it is purely coincidental.

Chapter 1: In the beginning

They walked together hand in hand, past the parade and the dancing people. The air filled with laughter and music and ribbons and bits of colored paper that fell from the sky and covered the streets. She laughed and watched with bright emerald eyes, gripping his arm tightly. The young couple continued to walk until they were far from town and sounds of the music and merriment began to fade. It didn't matter that she was missing the fair. She didn't care, as long as she was with him. She loved him, as much as an eight-year-old girl could possibly love someone, and decided at that moment that she would never want anyone else. It didn't matter to him either. It didn't matter that if people knew they would never approve or that he was 16 while she was only eight. Even if he couldn't show his love to her the way he wanted, for she was too young and definitely not ready, he could still walk with her and hold her hand.

They walked together through the woods and out the other end. Hand in hand they went down the hill, following the path that stopped at the great wall. It stretched out as far as the eye could see and tall enough that it often blocked the view of the sun during the early mornings when the day was just beginning. As they stood before it she stopped and clutched his hand tighter, perhaps in hopes that it would somehow prevent him from letting go. But he did let go and headed for the wall, specifically for the small hole in the wall, the small hole just big enough for a person to slip through. Her eyes swelled with tears and she cried out for him, praying that maybe her tears would make him change his mind. It didn't. His mind was made up.

It had been for a while now. His curiosity had gotten the better of him. This was his only chance. He wouldn't get another chance until the fair came around next year and he couldn't wait that long. Her tears dried and she smiled as he turned around and walked back to her. However her triumph turned to disappointment as he patted her on the head, his way of saying "good bye for now". He grabbed the necklace that hung from his neck, snatched it off and placed it in her small hand.

"Take care of this until I get back" he said softly, almost in a whisper.

He then leaned down and looked at her. She stared at his translucent blue-gray eyes and brushed his dark brown hair from his, which she thought of as perfect, face and with that, not being able to hold it in any longer and figuring no one would see them, he kissed her. Taken by surprise she squeaked out a small gasp, but within seconds relaxed. It was her first kiss and therefore the best kiss.They parted and he went back to the wall without hesitation. Her eyes began to swell once more as he put one leg through the hole, looking back at her and smiling gently.

"Don't worry", he said reassuringly, "I'll be right back. I promise."

But he didn't come back.

Hours turned into days, days to months, months to years.

But he didn't come back.

She waited.

She's still waiting.

That was seven years ago…