8 x 8 is a variation. or a dogto stop believe is to die. to stop believe is to kill. i guess that's what Peter Pan is about. it has suddenly become the core thought of this novel for me:
when you stop believing in fairies, one of them dies
it can be anything: a friend. love. scent of freesia. guardian angel. ability to fly. goodness. authenticity (truth is too pretentious). beauty.
but - what if Barrie was too diplomatic to express the idea in its full extension? that if we stop believe in a person, he or she dies. or maybe a part of him/her.
maybe the most important part