Disclaimer: Almost all of the characters appearing in this story and the setting of Underland do not belong to me. They are the intellectual property of Linda Woolverton, Tim Burton, Lewis Carroll, and all other parties associated with Alice in Wonderland and Alice Through the Looking Glass. This is the exception for OCs (that shall be revealed later) who belong solely to me and Our-Madness-Hides-Within. I gain no monetary profit from this story, which was written purely for entertainment purposes.
Author's Notes: Hi, dear reader. I am x Cliched Oxymoron x and a friend of Our-Madness-Hides-Within (the original owner of this story). For several reasons she was forced to close down her account, but she did not want to orphan this story so she asked me to post it in my account for her and continue it - which is what I am going to do. This is how it will work: for the first seven chapters, already written by the original author, I shall post them with about a week's time in between. Then, from Chapter 8 forward, the uploads will slow due to the fact I need to write them and my busy schedule. I will try my best to upload quickly, but no promises.
Before we proceed, however, I have decided to upload the fabled Prophecy of the Imposter (that is the center of the story) first. Sometime within the week of May 8th and May 14th I'll upload the first and revised version of chapter one: The Ascot Manor and its Dreaded Party. Please feel free to post your thoughts and theories about the Prophecy in the form of reviews!
Thirteen Flowers shall be picked from a Garden,
One more Rose yanked selfishly in the dark,
And they shall be the tool of the clever Imposter
To slowly settle her reign of fear upon the land.
A tempting Savior's glory draws near and shines bright
Although the Seer warns it isn't yet her time.
Still the Man born from cinders and the Wise One shall summon
She who by magic is two Minds bound in one.
Dangers shall be faced by the Woman and Man
Placed to toy with their perceptions and health,
As both seek to find the stolen collection
Chained with the Monsters of No Man's Land.
Third parties shall meddle their way into the game
Alliances forged to both slow and aid.
Yet Myosotis shall enter because of the Woman's Plague
Something taken from one and given to the other.
Nothing shall ever be as it seems during the travels,
And fate shall be bended by whom is given a chance.
Fallen Soldiers shall rise and broken Promises be mended
With assiatnce from the Siblings in the skies
All shall be suspects, and all shall be betrayed
For the Imposter is shrouded in her best disguise.
Yet there is one flaw reflected in her Jewels -
Revealing her as the one Woman that no one could doubt.
Also, if there are any fans of the story Cups Aren't Just for Tea (from Our-Madness-Hides-Within), I recommend you look at my story My Week with Tarrant - for it is a multichapter fic that expands on the one-shot.