Illustration Fridays: Crash

Wendy was now almost overhead, and they could hear herplaintive cry. But more distinct came the shrill voice of TinkerBell. The jealous fairy had now cast off all disguise offriendship, and was darting at her victim from every direction,pinching savagely each time she touched.
"Hullo, Tink," cried the wondering boys.
Tink's reply rang out: "Peter wants you to shoot the Wendy."
It was not in their nature to question when Peter ordered."Let us do what Peter wishes!" cried the simple boys. "Quick,bows and arrows!"
All but Tootles popped down their trees. He had a bow andarrow with him, and Tink noted it, and rubbed her little hands.
"Quick, Tootles, quick," she screamed. "Peter will be sopleased."
Tootles excitedly fitted the arrow to his bow. "Out of theway, Tink," he shouted, and then he fired, and Wendy fluttered tothe ground with an arrow in her breast.