Alice's Adventures in DarkLand
Chapter 1
Back, back in Oxford, England, of 1865, lived an adorable girl called Alice who was often curious. She had her mother and father, Margaret and Peter Liddel. She also had two sisters, Lorina, her older sister and Edith, her younger sister. The family was friends with Reverend Charles Dodgson.
Every now and then, Dodgson would tell the girls stories, that would fascinate and intrigue them. One particular story, intrigued Alice so much, she requested that he write down his fascinating tale. And so he did. We now know this wonderful and colourful story, "Alice's Adventures In Wonderland".
One day, Dodgson had invited the girls onto another boat ride, on the River Thames, starting at Folly Bridge. The girls were delighted and immeadiately said "Yes Please!"
The next day, a fine warm morning welcomed the girls as they rushed down the cloudy white staircase.
"Oh it will be ever so much fun!" Cried Alice, in delight as she and the others left the house.
Outside, Dodgson and his friend, Reverend Robinson Ducksworth, who occasionaly went with them, greeted the girls with hugs. And of they went, to Folly Bridge, by carriage, pulled by a black horse. As they climbed up into the carriage, Alice noticed on the horses's rear there was a heart shaped mark.
"What a strange birthmark..." She thought, and sat down next to Dodgson. Edith and Lorina fiddled with thier hair.
"I have wonderful news!" Dodgson announced, as Ducksworth started the horses. The girls leaned forward, curious. A new story perhaps? Alice takes another adventure?
"You remember me telling the story of Alice falling down the rabbit hole?" Dodgson continued.
"Yes, of course, its our favourite." The girls said in almost unison. Dodgson grinned.
"Then look at this!" He said, almost jumping out of his seat in happiness. He reached into a leather bag and pulled the very first officially published copy, of "Alice's adventures in Wonderland."
The girls all squealed in delight, and giggled.
"How happy we are for you!" Alice said to Dodgson and hugged him. Dodgson chuckled.
Soon, they were at thier destination. Folly bridge. The old bridge stood silent. As a bridge is expected to be. The reeds on the water stood still. The daisies mirrored thier silent stance. Not even a single blow of gust. The sun warmed thier delicate skin, as it was hoped. Lorina pushed the door open and they all filed out.
"A perfect day for a perfect story!" Edith said, jumping up and down, her pink dress developing more and more creases. Alice laughed. Edith bieng happy was cute. Ducksworth pulled a boat from under the bridge's shade and prepared it for everyone. Blankets on seats, confectionary and sweets for the three of them. The girls carefully stepped onto the boat and sat down, followed by the reverends, who were now rowing the boat.
Dodgson told them a story of how he would ponder and pace, ponder and pace over when or when not, will he be rejected or not.
"It was very tense." He went on. "I would pace so much, I'd forgotten the tea I spilt onto my trousers!" Edith giggled.
"Deary me, I was very afraid that they would criticise me in an awful fashion. But, thankfully, I wasn't!"
Alice and Lorina applauded him, and Edith followed. Ducksworth pointed to a place they passed many times before, but never stopped at. It was a small spot of earth that was large enough to fit twice as many people as there were of they. The ground was covered in dasies.
Alice looked up Ducksworth. He nodded. And off they went, towards the small flower island.
Upon thier arrival, Alice carefully jumped out of the boat, and onto the comfort of the grass. Lorina, immitated. However, little Edith, although carefull, could not jump as far as the other two, and fell onto the muddy shore of the flower island.
Lorina and Alice turned away, so they wouldn't look cruel. Edith began to sniff. Her pretty pink dress was brand new. Dodgson patted her back, calming her.
"Its alright, Edith, love." He assured her, and gave her a tart. Eager Edith at it.
Laying a picnic blanket, Alice and Edith sat down with Ducksworth and Dodgson, whilst Lorina began to pick some daisies.
"Dodgson looks very smart today." Alice thought, and studied his brown suit, and black hair. One of his eyebrow hairs had gone a bright gray. Ducksworth wore a red suit, with a matching hat, and a curled moustache, that was as dark as his neck-lengthed hair.
Alice tied her brown hair back with a black ribbon, to keep it from annoying her. Her blue dress beamed in the sunlight, and the apron she wore on it shone even more. She layed down, inhaling the daisies aroma. Dodgson opened the copy of "Alice's Adventures In Wonderland", cleared his throat and began to read.
"Once there was a little girl called Alice..." Dodgson began. Alice, now fast asleep, saw only the darkness her eyelids presented her. And, the words Dodgson had begun to read aloud, echoed in the darkness. Until at one point, it shook her awake.
Alice lifted herself up with a start. Where was she?