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________________And there it rests.
________A door to behold, unlike any ever seen to the eye of man, and yet far too common to us. Many human have been fool enough to wonder inside of our world, but few have ever come out. If either their death be beheading or simply fading away, there is one that no one in Wonderland is destine to forget.
________Alas, her name was Alice. An awkward sight to the eyes of locals and a supposed beauty to behold in her world. She had stumbled upon this place one summer afternoon with the assistance of one certain careless, clumsy and late white rabbit.
________I could only imagine the wonder that filled the child once she fell through that small and uncomfortable rabbit hole. A single door; Not lined with silver or gold, diamonds or emeralds nor had it unspeakable riches at its hinges. Yet, a splotched black and white dirtied tile. Paint chipping, and carved indents of patterns obviously faded from the day their days, the homely looking scene may not have appeared ominous to the unknowing Alice, but she knew nothing of the danger that bestowed her beyond the confinement of the door’s other side.
________Through out her time in our pleasant little realm, the blonde human was plagued with unkindly welcomes and unfriendly hellos. Screams of ‘ OFF WITH HER HEAD ' was heard often in Alice's stay. Not coming to befriend the doubtfully ladylike Queen of Hearts, the young child’s peril did not end with the help of whom was escorting her away from her death and into her warm garden. Her Wonderland did not die simply with her leave, and what she thought to be a dream was never to end at that.
________They did not see Alice for a very long time; And many simply forgot of her legacy. All but the Queen that is. Her bitter heart never let sincerity spread after Alice's leave, and only helped to make her dictator ship harder upon the residences of Wonderland. Those accused of having helped Alice in her stay were immediately sentenced to the gallows, and some, were trialed of treason towards the Queen. Little did the Queen know, the blonde child’s appearance would not end with one.
________________________________________________________________Here she came again.
________Blue dress and young faced; Alice returned to them, to us. None ecstatic to rest eyes upon her and she herself frightened of why she had returned, the female would have never guessed to step foot through that small wretched, peeled door again. But her sheer foolish instinct led her through it a second and her last time. Finding her blue eyed and pale skin body upon the other side, the Queen’s most loyal would steal her, taking her to the now aged and older Queen of Hearts. Outraged by the young woman’s return, the Queen would be filled with Envy of the child’s still remaining beauty and the pride of her broken reputation.
________Charging Alice of running from death and disobeying her Queen, the young girl was placed to death, and this time, she did not escape. Being beheaded in her dreams and secret place called ‘ Wonderland ‘ led to a disturbing discovery in the realm of her home. After taking medicines to heal her sickened immune system, Alice's beloved Aunt came to check upon the sleeping girl, only, poor Alice was more then simply sleeping. Walking into a room of horror, there Alice lie. Her blonde hair resting over her bloody and decapitated head. Blue eyes widened to pain as the torn ligaments of her neck neatly rested upon the pillow of her bed, the only lovely child was a mess of spilled blood and obvious fear.
________Beheaded the girl was, and homicide the only answer. None found the girl’s odd talk of a different place anywhere near what they needed to solve her death, and her own doing was what police could make out the cause to be. Pity how down right unsure they really were.
_____________________________________________________________Years came and left us,
________and we were forgotten. Without Alice to think and write of us, we became. . .Disoriented and questioned our own purpose without a maker. Queens and Kings left without warnings to us, and many of our lives were cut short with out the blonde child’s vivid imagination. Those inhabitance of wonderland were slowly lost, and many found no hope. Until he decided to join us.
________We called him ‘ Alex ‘ and believed for it to be his name. He was young, foolish and represented Alice to many that had read of her ( All of her. . . Original encounters had all but fallen without she ). We had watched him drift into sleep and ponder outside our doors, yet, he took no movement towards them. We, or I, could only guess his common knowledge let him not to walk amongst grounds uncommon to him. In a sense of pity, I could not help but to feel sorrow for him.
________And so, days past. Our lives became as scheduled; He would leave home, we waited. He would go with friends, we waited. He would return home with powdered drug, we waited. He would intake such sweet candy and show to our doors, we waited. Never did we believe he would pass our gates more then once, but it quickly became unknown to us if he would ever even touch the white, faded door to our land.
________He showed more resistance to his female counterpart we once called ‘ Alice ‘, and our nearly murderous nature craved another kill. I myself prayed for the boy to turn away every time he appeared in front of the door to our realm. But as the ignorant and arrogant boy he was, the human made the mistake of taking that first step towards it. No madder of dextromethorphan or severity of micropsia in the boy’s head or body system should have led him to that damned door.
________But he continued. And as his pale hand slid upon the door to our wonders, it seemed to be the end for what I had stood for, what I had been attempting for so many years. To be what my passed half was not. Lingered was my thoughts when the boy was sent spinning into our realm, and surprised was my outcome. He wanted to stay.
________Apparently he enjoyed the crazed and twisted life in wonder land, and found it interesting. But little did the boy know what danger he had tumbled into. A raging king, a silenced queen, a completely mad hatter, and a blonde girl we thought he had lost to the guillotine now angered and demanding to be called ‘ Malice ‘. There can be no good this time, no right action. The only question;
________Which death shall Alex find to his liking?
That is result of a weeks worth of bordum and nothing to do at home but think. i actually did this a while back ago and im just now getting around to adding in meh loads of random crap file. So yeah, hope you enjoyed it.
comment please </3
 heyguurlhey · Sat Mar 08, 2008 @ 03:57pm · 1 Comments |
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