Chapter I
Alice was examining the purple Jabberwocky blood in the flask. She rolled it over in her hand, thinking about this essential decision.
She didn't know what to choose. Return home, or stay in Wonderland. She wasn't even sure if the world she came from really was her home; since she had arrived in Wonderland, she had felt like she was home. Especially when she noticed she had certain feelings for someone who lived in Wonderland.
She forced herself to wipe out the disturbing discussion, and looked up at all the people who had fought bravely in the war against the Red Queen, Iracebeth and her followers.
She looked around. Her gaze lingered on her friends who all stood together. They were all talking merrily and took advantage of the fact they were free again.
She scanned all the present faces. She saw Chess the Cheshire cat of Wonderland, Thackery the mad march hare which had accompanied her at her first Wonderlandish tea party where she had also met the Hatter, that had grown to one of her best and closest friends.
She could also see Mallymkun, the brave dormouse who had saved her life when she was chased by the Bandersnatch, and also the funny twin boys, Tweedledee and Tweedledum. The White Queen and Bayard the bloodhound were in a deep and serious conversation, while McTwisp stood nodding in agreement. ''I told you she was the right Alice,'' McTwisp said a little nervous. Alice sniggered and turned around when she noticed someone was missing.
She scanned all the faces on the battlefield again, and felt her eyes watered when she couldn't see the Hatter anywhere.
All kind of thoughts popped into Alice's mind, even though she knew very well he wouldn't leave her at this point, not now they had come this far. And she was right, her hurt feelings were quickly forgotten when she heard a familiar lisp behind her. ''You don't have to go back, you could stay.''
Alice recognized the lisp as if she had grown up with it. Alice turned around and looked into the Hatter's eyes. He wore a painful smile. Alice knew why he was sad, and she felt her own tears return. He knew she had to return, but nevertheless he did one last desperate attempt to make her stay.
''That sounds like heaven, but I can't. I have certain things to do, I can't leave without saying anything to my family,'' she replied sadly. ''But I'll come back, I promise.'' She put a hand on his shoulder when she saw his eyes watering.
He blinked, which caused a tear to silently roll over his cheek. Alice watched him for a few moments, feeling her own emotions taking over control. She didn't fight back the tear that had been prickling in her eye for some time. She didn't want to hide her feelings anymore, everyone was allowed to know how she felt; she really didn't want to leave Wonderland, not now she just realized it wasn't a dream at all. How ignorant she had been to think she was dreaming about Wonderland. And now she was standing here, in a real world, and now she had to leave it already. It felt unfair.
She watched Hatter's tear slide silently down his face and pausing on his chin.
She reached out a hand, and gently wiped it away. ''I'll come back, I promise. Even though it might take some time,'' she whispered so only he could hear her.
He softly embraced her. There they stood. Their final goodbye.
Hatter had grown very important to Alice. On first sight, she had thought he was a mad hatter. But by the time they got to know each other, Alice started to care about him. More than usual.
Alice closed her eyes and tightened her grip. After several moments- what still felt to short to Alice- they broke apart.
''I am not leaving because I want to. I have a few things to sort out then I'll come back,'' Alice said, looking into the Hatter's deep blue greenish eyes.
She watched his sad face for several moments, then said gently, ''You know, Hatter, that hat really suits you well,''
Her emotions had finally taken over control. She reached out a trembling hand, and gently stroked his cheek.
''Tarrant,'' Hatter whispered suddenly, he looked into Alice's eyes. ''What?'' Alice asked confused. She hadn't expected his complete random comment.
''Tarrant,'' he whispered again. ''I want you to call me Tarrant. It's my real name,'' he said a little bit louder and still not breaking eye-contact.
He lost his focus and struggled to find the right words. ''But, you don't have to, I-I am not forcing you to, b-but it's just….''
Alice placed a finger on his lips. ''I will,'' she paused. ''Tarrant,'' she said not breaking their remade eye-contact. He grinned his well known teeth gap grin, but it quickly faded again when Alice popped the flask open and drank the purple substance which would take her home.
Alice felt tears streaming down her face. It hurt so much to think about the fact she would leave the place that really felt like home. She had sought many years for a place that felt home. And now she had found one, and was forced to leave it.
Hatter quickly hugged her again and let his head rest on her shoulder. ''I love you, Alice,'' he whispered.
She closed her eyes, capturing the precious moment. She inhaled to reply, but hold her breath when she felt his warm embrace slowly fade away.
She opened her eyes and greeted two new waterfalls of tears. Above her a bright light was shining right into her face.
She felt like she was drawn toward it. She didn't want this, she wanted to fall back and return, but she knew she couldn't so she didn't struggle. She squinted so her eyes could adjust to the sudden brightness, and climbed out of the rabbit hole to finish her adventure.
When she had managed to clamber out of it, she fell back onto the grass.
She wasn't wearing the shiny and heavy armor anymore, instead she wore the same blue dress she had worn to the Ascot's party before Wonderland.
She closed her eyes and sighed. She decided to stay on the ground for some time as a sudden loneliness struck her.
She listened to the soft and calming rustle of the trees that surrounded her, she could hear birds tweeting and the living nature do its thing.
She cried silently and wished for the pain to disappear, but it didn't. And she knew why. You can only fully let go of something, when you accept it, she thought sadly. But I don't want to forget and accept It's gone. It was wonderful. The moment I realized how ignorant I had been to think Wonderland was my dreamworld, it felt like finally waking up after a long slumber, she thought dreamily despite the tears.
Then she realized something important and shot upright. I have to return to the gazebo! she thought. Panic flooded in her mind and body. Her breath sped up and she started trembling.
''Come on, Alice! You can do this! You just have to deny his proposal, that's all,'' she whispered trying to encourage herself. But to no avail, she didn't even know how much time had passed while she was gone, and it troubled her deeply.
Before I face them, I will have to think of a good excuse. She looked around searching for inspiration. She watched the trees in the forest sway gently in the soft breeze.
While she was watching the trees, her mind started playing memories in her head.
She saw Marmoreal, the path and castle pearly white like fresh fallen snow, the turrets reaching the clouds; which were dark grey compared by the bright whiteness of the castle. Then her visit to Absolem, a blue caterpillar who was smoking his pipe on top of an enormous mushroom. Then the Red Queen's throne room in Salazen Grum. Blood red walls surrounded her, and made her feel like a mouse trapped in an enormous cage. Then at last, the table in the clearing, dark fog reached as far as you could look, which was only pierced by the bright yellow light coming from an old mill.
Her mind raced toward the table in the center of the clearing, first she saw Thackery throwing a pile of scones at Mallymkun, then Stayne smirking down at the duo.
And then, an image of Hatter flashed in front of her. In the entire scene, only he was clearly visible, the background surrounding him was all blurry. He was smiling adorably, the gap between his front teeth clearly visible, his hat slightly askew on his bright orange hair and his pale skin shining in the soft light.
Alice thought she was going to melt. The image was so genuine, Alice reached out and tried to grab him with her mind. But was rudely reminded he was gone; in another reality.
She fell down onto her knees, and buried her face in her hands. She sobbed softly still desperately hoping the pain would vanish.
After several moments, she looked up when a branch snapped in front of her. She immediately fell silent and watched the source of the sound cautiously.
She stood up. With puffy eyes and limited sight she walked toward the bush. She looked behind it, and to her relief she saw it was just a rabbit. A white rabbit. It looked just like McTwisp, except this rabbit wasn't wearing clothes.
The relief was replaced by a fresh wave of pain. She wasn't sure if she would survive another reminder to Wonderland.
It looked up and watched her curiously, sniffed and then hopped away. Alice watched it while taking a deep breath. She knew she shouldn't take any longer to return to the gazebo, if it still existed. Maybe a hundred years have passed, she thought trying to take her mind off Wonderland. She sighed, and walked back to the gazebo.
When she arrived, everyone was still there. And to her even greater delight, no time had seemed to pass at all.
She watched the crowd from a distance and scanned the faces until she finally found Hamish's. He still stood under the gazebo talking to some rich girls.
Everyone seemed to be having very important conversations because, when Alice walked into the open, no one seemed to notice her return.
She silently ticked on his shoulder, and quickly held a finger to her lips when he spun around. She beckoned him to follow her. He excused himself to the girls who he had been talking to, and followed Alice.
They walked into the garden. Alice recognized the path with the white roses at once, and felt the sadness return and fought it gingerly so Hamish wouldn't notice.
It was odd to think back, because when she was walking on the exact same spot with Mrs. Ascot, she still thought Wonderland was just a figment of her imagination, and to her a few days had passed, to them just a few hours.
She shook her head to get rid of the disturbing thoughts as she heard Hamish talking. ''What happened to you?'' he asked examining her with wide eyes. ''That's not important,'' she replied curtly.
''So, why did you take me here? Couldn't you say yes in front of all those people?'' he asked smirking.
Alice watched him with wide eyes. ''You assumed I was going to say yes?'' she asked unbelievably.
Hamish chuckled. ''Well, you see, I'm a lord, and I'm handsome as hell,'' he said, grinning.
''Well, if you say it like that,'' she said thoughtfully. ''You're still a bastard,'' Alice replied hotly.
She hated it when people just assumed things and made her decisions, it's her life. An emotion she hadn't felt for a long time slowly returned, anger.
She had felt fear, sadness, pain mental and physical even claustrophobic, but anger had been safely stored away in her mind.
The anger started itching inside, and she felt the adrenaline stream through her veins. ''Alice! Calm down, calm down. Such language isn't proper to a woman like you,'' he said smirking.
Alice twitched. ''You know what? No! I'm not going to marry a man who thinks he's better than his wife! Just go back to those girls you were just talking to, and propose to them I'm sure they'll like your money and position.''
Her face grew hot and she had balled her fists, she was squeezing them so hard that her knuckles turned white.
To Alice's surprise, his grin didn't fade. ''Why are you still grinning!'' Alice shouted frustrated.
Hamish sighed and his smile broadened.''Because, my dear Alice. I don't want to marry you either. I love someone else,'' he said. His smirk turned into a gentle smile.
Alice was surprised; she had never seen a smile like that on his face, it was a smile of true happiness.
Alice quickly relaxed her muscles. ''Oh,'' she replied dumbfounded. She felt her cheeks light up, and grew very uncomfortable.
She had behaved like a barbarian, and now she realized it she was very ashamed.
''Well I think we'll just go our own ways, then?'' Alice asked, not really having the courage to look up at Hamish, she forced herself to do it, though.
He nodded. ''Sorry I just lost my temper,'' Alice said apologetically. ''Can you tell my mother I'm waiting in the carriage?'' When he nodded, Alice quickly said, ''Thank you Hamish, and again, I'm sorry.'' He bowed curtly.
Alice quickly turned around and left the gardens.
She walked onto the pebble path that led to the enormous estate. Or at least she thought it was enormous until she had seen the castles and grounds in Wonderland.
She walked very slowly, listening to the crunching pebbles under her feet. She looked down and watched the small stones shift when she stepped on them.
Alice felt drops of water emerge from the sky. She looked up, and saw the sky had darkened.
Not just because it was going to rain, but also because it was almost evening.
Alice looked in front of her again, and watched the glinting drops fall down to the cold ground.
The water droplets were just like tears, caused by pain. Alice felt a tear of her own roll down her cheek.
After that, she stopped walking and burst into tears.
She couldn't hold it any longer, she felt terrible with her choice.
She wanted to throw up, but also lie on the cold ground and feel the pain slowly fill her body.
She hadn't thought about anything but Wonderland since her arrival. And this was its sequel.
It's all my fault. I don't even know what Hatter's like now. I don't even know how much pain I've caused him. Why am I so unbearably stupid? she thought angrily.
She fell down onto her knees, and didn't even care that the sharp pebbles were ruining her dress and knees. She didn't care about anything anymore. It became too much. She couldn't even imagine how she was going to be able to spend days, maybe weeks feeling like this. It would kill her.
Alice had never crossed paths with heartbreak before. And that was all because she had never cared about men. But now she did, she understood how people could be broken inside.
Alice heard the small pebbles crunching behind her as they were stepped on.
''Alice, what are you doing here?'' Helen asked sternly.
Alice turned to look into her mothers eyes. Tears still streaming down her face like waterfalls. ''Oh, god,'' Helen breathed.
She crouched down next to her daughter and looked into her eyes. She knew that kind of face. Helen had looked like that for a very long time after her husband had passed away.
She gently pushed some strain hairs behind Alice's ear. ''Alice, what happened?'' she asked softly.
Alice felt panic emerge inside. I can't tell my mother what happened, she'll think I'm completely bonkers, she thought panicky. She decided not to reply. It would be the safest thing to do at the moment.
Her mother looked down at her. She had no idea what to do, or how to soothe her daughter.
When Alice was small and had a nightmare, her father would go to her and soothe her. But now he was gone, and no one was able to help Alice.
Tears filled Helen's eyes at the sight of the pain her daughter was going through. The pain that she had been forced to endure for so long herself, and now it had been passed onto her daughter.
She didn't want her daughter to go through the same pain she had. They sat there for some time, both crying, both not knowing what to do. Helen embraced her daughter and tried to soothe her.
''Thank you.'' Alice whispered hoarsely. She squeezed her eyes shut, in the hope it would stop the pain. But it didn't, she could close her eyes to things she didn't want to see, but she couldn't close her heart to things she didn't want to feel.
''Let's get you out of the rain,'' Helen said softly.
She led Alice to the carriage, and held the door open. Alice didn't move, she didn't want to go home. That would mean she wouldn't be able to get back to Wonderland.
''Alice dear, what are you waiting for?'' Helen asked. Alice decided to improvise. ''I'm sorry mother. I can't go back with you,'' she said staring blankly in front of her. ''I'd like to go my own way, write my own story. I want to start living, and that's not possible if I'm not going to live on myself.'' Alice turned to look at her mother.
''Where will you go?'' Helen asked stunned. ''I'll stay here at the Ascot's estate. I heard they're renting rooms,'' Alice explained pointing at the building.
''I'll find a job, and let you know when I'm leaving this place,'' she said to her mother before she could reply. Alice dearly hoped her mother would approve to her idea. If she didn't, there would be no chance to return to her dreamworld.
''Alright.'' Helen sighed. Alice felt a flood of relief wash over her, she wasn't cut off from her only chance to reach Wonderland.
''But you'll have to tell me literally everything when you come and visit sometime,'' she said to Alice with a stern look. ''I will.'' She paused. ''You should get back to the carriage before you're soaked,'' Alice said realizing it was still raining.
Alice stepped out of the way and helped her mother into the small space.
They hugged in farewell; Helen gently patted Alice's head. ''Be safe my little girl,'' she whispered closing her eyes.
When they parted, Alice waited for her mother to settle down, then closed the carriage door.
Immediately after it closed the horses started moving. The gravel crackled loudly as their hooves and the small stones met. Alice waved at the carriage until it was out of sight.
Alice waited a few more moments, unsure of what to do next.
She looked around and saw just one or two stray carriages on the grass. She looked around, but everyone had already left. Time has gone by quickly, she thought smiling.
The droplets that still fell from the dark sky above were decreasing in size and less cold.
She glanced up at the clouds, and saw them slowly driving apart and revealing a full moon.
Alice quickly walked to the house and climbed the stone steps. They were slippery after the short shower, but Alice managed to find grip with her heels.
She quickly walked toward the doors.
The building was completely made out of a brownish stone, except the roof. The roof was- compared to the rest of the house- light grey. The windows were bright white and the panes were cleaned so well, you could see your reflection in it.
In some of the rooms was the light turned on, which send a dim yellow light through the window onto the lawn.
The double door in front of her were- just like the windows- bright white with eight panes each.
Alice looked through the window, there was nobody in the hall. So she softly knocked against one of the panes in the door and stepped back.
She waited patiently, shivering when a cold breeze flew by.
After several moments a man with neat grey hair and a bushy mustache came walking into the huge hall.
He looked at the person through the small panes. When he recognized who it was, he quickly pulled the door open and warmly greeted her.
''Alice! Where do I owe such a lovely surprise,'' he said delighted.
''Good evening Lord Ascot,'' Alice replied politely. She wasn't really in the mood for a happy conversation so she was rather straight to the point. ''I heard you're renting rooms,''
''Yes, we do. Come in, come in,'' he said cheerfully. Lord Ascot had always been a man with whom you could throw a joke here or there, but he was too happy even for his doing, especially after Alice had decided not to marry his son.
Alice watched him with a suspicious mind, though tried not to show it on her face.
When the door had closed behind her, she wheeled around. ''Sir, can I ask you a question?'' she asked uncomfortably.
He looked up. ''Of course, ask away.'' His too cheerful expression turned into an ordinary, gentle smile.
Alice started a bit uncomfortably, ''Why are you so happy?'' She paused, carefully choosing her words. When his expression didn't change, and the smile stood put, she started to grow more confident. ''I just denied Hamish's proposal, so I'm sorry to say this, but I'm a bit confused.''
She watched him a bit concerned when he sighed dreamily. That's the reply I expected least of all, she thought surprised.
''You know,'' Lord Ascot started. ''Hamish had always been a bit...distant.'' He didn't look at Alice but somewhere about a few feet to her right, though his expression did not change.
''What? I've never noticed that,'' Alice interrupted. ''No, but that's because it was between me and him,'' Lord Ascot replied. ''Hamish and I never had real moments together in his childhood, I always had to work, or I was too tired because of my physical conditions when he was a child,'' he paused.
Alice didn't know where this story was going. Despite it didn't sound as a really happy story, Lord Ascot's smile still didn't fade. ''So, Hamish and I never spent much time together. He was always with his mother, who is a bit, stern.''
Alice glanced around when she thought she saw something in the corner of her eye. When she didn't see anything, she quickly regained her focus.
Lord Ascot didn't notice- or just ignore, which, Alice didn't know- and continued telling his story.
''She taught him everything about courting and socializing. But in her way,'' he said slowly. ''She had taught him, he should only marry a woman who's worth his efforts.''
Alice blushed, but tried to hide it. ''He had lived by her rules since his birth, and I thought he would never be fit enough to escape them and make his own decisions.'' His smile broadened as he looked up at Alice.
''Alice, today he proved me wrong. Today he told the crowd he was going to marry out of true love.'' His face glittered. ''After he returned to the gazebo, he proposed to the baker's eldest daughter who said yes!''
Alice started to understand his joy. Hamish had always seemed like a man who was completely heartless. He had always behaved like he only cared about his possessions and tried to look like he was a responsible man.
He had always been too serious. But now, it seemed like he did have a heart, and knew how to use it too.
''If his love for the baker's daughter was strong enough to set him up against his mother, it must be something very special.''
Lord Ascot was a good man, and always preferred to be a person who wasn't intimidating, and was probably very happy his son didn't turn out like his wife, which Alice could completely understand.
She quickly smiled when Lord Ascot had watched her for several moments.
''Let's find you a room,'' he said when she looked at him. He watched her for several more moments and added considerably, ''And a new dress." He turned around and climbed the enormous staircase.
When they reached the landing, Alice quickly looked around into the two corridors. Her gaze slithered along the doors. There was nothing special about them.
But then, Alice noticed something in the corner of her eye. She turned to examine the object, and found another door. But this door was different. The wood was smooth and had all kind of beautiful carvings.
She walked toward it and let her hand slide along the timber. The carvings ran along the edges and gave it a beautiful finish.
''This is a nice piece of workmanship, Lord Ascot,'' she said turning around.
Lord Ascot came walking toward her with his hands on his back. ''That's right. It's our finest room, so it deserves the finest quality.'' He looked down at Alice, then suddenly threw the door open.
She ripped her gaze off Lord Ascot and looked into the revealed room.
Her jaw dropped when she looked through the hole of the door.
She stepped into the room and looked around, gaping at everything. She didn't know what to look at first.
The room was beautiful, the walls were covered with paintings, or actually the entire wall was a painting. A beautiful forest was depicted on them. A painted sun peaked out above the trees and sent a beautiful color palette up in the sky.
Birds soared over the trees, rabbits were running through a field and if she looked with narrowed eyes, she noticed a deer standing in the shadow of the trees.
Alice knew it was just a painting, but to her it was just like she was in a real forest everything seemed to come alive.
The colors of the drawn sun shone halfway to the ceiling, the rest was already turning dark blue, small stars popped out here and there.
Alice watched it mesmerized with dropped jaw. ''It's beautiful isn't it?'' Lord Ascot asked standing next to her.
She turned to him, and nodded slightly. She couldn't get herself to talk, she was too stunned by the sudden beauty.
Why is it affecting me this badly? she thought turning back to the painted forest.
''I think this room will be just the one for you,'' he said smiling, and turning to the wall.
Alice was roughly pulled from her trance, ''What?'' she asked unbelievably. ''I can't afford this.'' She beckoned around.
Lord Ascot chuckled and calmed her down. ''We'll discuss that in the morning over breakfast,'' he said still smiling. ''Don't worry, it'll be fine.''
He turned around and walked toward the open door. ''Oh,'' he said before he left. ''There's a new dress in the closet,'' he said pointing at a dark wooden wardrobe. ''Might come in handy.'' He grinned, then left the room.
Alice stunned watched the closed door. ''I'll never be able to afford this room,'' she muttered again looking around.
She quickly changed into the new dress and examined the room again. There were different ordinary objects. A looking glass, a bed, a sink, a small desk and a wooden chair.
But there was one thing she had overlooked. That was an entrance to a balcony.
The pillars where bright white, so was the balcony itself. It was made of marble and gleamed in the faint moonlight.
She quickly walked toward it and looked outside. The sun and its warm light had completely vanished. The sky was dark blue and small but bright stars popped out. The grounds were silent and long shadows were cast across the grass.
Despite the cold shower, the grounds looked completely dry.
She looked into the distance in the hope she could see the forest from the balcony. But unfortunately the enormous hedges stood in the way, the only thing she could see were the green treetops, the rest was shielded by the enormous hedge.
She sighed and leaned against the wall next to the entrance. She closed her eyes and felt the soft and cozy evening breeze brush her skin. Her hair fluttered in the soft wind.
''What am I going to do?'' she asked herself with closed eyes. She wasn't completely sure if she had made the right decision, but this is what her heart gave in so she supposed it must've been the right thing to do.
Though she didn't feel relieved anymore. That was only a brief emotion, now it had completely vanished and felt as if it had never came to pass.
''I know I can't just leave. It'll be too irresponsible,'' she said frustrated. She had to rebuild her life, make things right.
But how? she thought frustrated. How can I return to my normal life when I know Wonderland isn't a dream?
She opened her eyes and looked at the moon. ''I wish everything was different. I wish I could just go there whenever I wanted.''
She slid down against the wall until she sat on the cold marble. It was dry, but cold.
''I don't even know if the rabbit hole still works,'' she whispered when the terrible thought popped into her head. ''What if I can't return at all?''
She felt panic root inside her. Her breath accelerated and became unequal. ''Then I can't return, and I promised!''
She sprang up and desperately craned her neck. She wanted to see the tree, but to her great annoyance it was still shielded by the hedge.
She climbed onto the balustrade and tried to look over it. She caught a glimpse of the tree, but wasn't sure if it was 'the' tree. It could be any tree, it didn't bore some kind of mark you could recognize it by.
She looked at the surrounding trees, but there wasn't any other like the one she saw. So she assumed that was 'the' tree.
But before she could examine it properly, she slipped on the balustrade and fell backwards.
She landed on her back, flat against the cold marble. ''Ouch!'' Her right arm slammed into the cold stone and started to sting and burn right away.
She blinked, and screwed her face in pain as she tried to move.
Why does this have to happen now? she thought bitterly.
Her eyes burned with tears and her wrist didn't stop stinging. She pushed herself upright with her good hand and examined her injured one.
A thick stream of blood emerged from her knuckles and trickled down her wrist.
She tried to make a fist, but was hold back by the pain in her wrist. Her eyes prickled with tears again and sent some fresh ones down her cheek.
She wrapped her hand around her hurt wrist and stood up carefully.
Her sight became a big blur of different dark colors. She shook her head to regain her sight and stumbled into the room.
She looked around and quickly walked to she sink. She put her hand under a cold stream of water.
She gritted her teeth as her wrist and the cold water met. Her fingers trembled as the cold water washed away the blood.
When her hand was clean, she examined the small wounds on her knuckles. It wasn't just her knuckles that were injured.
She noticed a rather big and sharp piece of stone stuck in her finger just above her knuckle. She watched it and examined the wound underneath.
''Tweezers, tweezers,'' she whispered looking around. She slowly walked toward the desk, and opened one of the drawers. Fortunately for her, a small pair of shining tweezers lay on the dark wood.
She quickly took it and lit a lamp. She held her finger close to the lamp so the light would flood it and she wouldn't make the wound worse by pushing the stone deeper.
She focused and forced her hand to stop trembling. Then she carefully removed the white stone.
And to her delight, it came out whole and didn't crumble into a million pieces. She examined it; it was soaked with blood and had nasty sharp edges. She walked outside and threw it away.
Then she quickly washed the blood off the tweezers and put them back in the drawer. She examined her hand again. The wounds didn't stop bleeding, she had to put something around it to suck up the blood.
She looked around and her eye fell on her ragged dress. She quickly walked toward it, and ripped it apart. She tried to make as little sound as possible, she didn't want to wake other people; if they weren't already woken by her fall.
''That should do,'' she whispered when she had wrapped her hand in a rag of her dress. It kept her hand from losing much blood, but it didn't solve the problem of her wrist.
''I'll figure something out in the morning,'' she thought wearily. She yawned and lay down on the soft bed. She looked up at the ceiling, and felt a tear squeeze through the corner of her eye.
This is so weird, she thought allowing the tear to roll where it liked. This morning I was fighting the Jabberwocky, and now I'm here again. It makes absolutely no sense at all. She rolled onto her side, careful not to hurt her wrist, she relaxed and closed her eyes.
I will never understand all of this, she thought before she lost consciousness, and drifted off into a deep slumber.
Authors note: Hi. This was the first chapter of 'I will always love you'. I hope you all enjoyed it. I know, this chapter was very boring the beginning is always boring. But it will become better soon, I promise, so keep reading. By the way I'm not from a country where English is the general language. So I would appreciate it if you wouldn't judge me on spelling- or grammar mistakes. Feel free to review, I would love some feedback so I can write better next time. ヽ(〃･ω･)ﾉ
*12-25-18* Hi guys, let's start with something nice first, MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! I'm so sorry if this rewriting progress is taking some time and confusion, and I have absolutely no excuse for that. Though I will try to make some progress in a short time. I hope you'll all like it better this way, because I know I do. By the way, if I finished rewriting a chapter, I will put it in the story summary, so you'll know when to read it! Again, merry Christmas everyone, and a happy new year!