a/n: just a quick oneshot idea that came to me that I thought would be fun to write. go check out my other writing for Alice In Wonderland if you like this thanks :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Alice in any way only this idea.
My secret oasis of Wonderland trinkets had over time transformed into my personal study. Hidden behind the locked wooden door was the one place I could actually acknowledge the existence of the beautifully skewed world with it's magical cast.
Items placed with intent were displayed throughout the room and gave me great comfort. Each had their own area where the full glory they possessed could be preserved and shown. Minus the sterile coldness of a museum. All the trinkets and furniture were encompassed by patternless floral wallpaper like gift wrap.
I had kept my promise to Tarrant and visited his "mad" little world as often as possible. The joy that would flood his face made the deception to those around me in my own world worth it in the end. Oh but the endings to these visits met the happy reunions with equal sadness. While Chess never showed up to these goodbyes, the White Queen's new champion Mallymkun and the Queen herself, the Tweedle's, Thackery, and the ever punctual McTwisp did. With McTwisp himself ushering us all along keeping the farewells just short enough to stay light-hearted.
While farewells with my lovely Tarrant broke my heart.
He would always try a new set or reasoning to convince me to stay with him in his realm; but he knew it was a losing battle. If I could bring my family here without them losing their minds then maybe...but he always tried to sway me and that meant so much.
In the end Tarrant would take both my hands in his and tell me how stubborn I could be with a chaste kiss on the cheek. Somehow he always managed to sneak a new trinket into my coat pocket or the folds of my skirt. These were the trinkets that lined my office walls. Miniature tin replicas of us and all of our friends, a handcrafted jewelry box, and my most favorite; a set of embroidered pictures of Wonderland scenery. I would not put it past Tarrant to have made all these works of art by himself.
Tarrant's secret farewell gifts were a constant reminder of the joy that filled me with every visit to his world. Blending seamlessly with all of the less secret gifts I had recieved from my other friends over the years.
The tin figures matched the paintings of their real life counterparts, which looked beautiful hung along the flowered walls with the embroidered pictures of Wonderland. The sword that I had used to slay the Jabberwocky had the same silver shimmer as the two way mirror I used to see the Wonderland inhabitants without making the journey every time I missed them - both from Mirana. Books on tea from Thackery fit well with my own book collection. While McTwisp and Mallymkun's maps of their homelands fit right in with my own of China's coastline from my time there. All this and more was such a beautiful representation of what I loved and who I had become through my years of adventure.
Hidden behind a simple, non-descript, locked door in the back of my small cottage was my biggest kept secret. It is what has kept my mind sane and my soul happy and full. When life becomes trying I can escape for a moment by surrounding myself with the beauty that I see in Wonderland. To have even just a piece of that topsy-turvy and curious land at an arms reach has provided me with great comfort. In between visits I am still able to keep Wonderland and it's people in my heart and in my office.