AUTHOR'S NOTE: I do not own "Alice in Wonderland."
Prologue
Most people in London thought that she was mad, and if you had been to the place she had been only countless times, then you'd agree with them as she did. Alice Kingsley was getting bored and frustrated with all the talk she was receiving from the many women on the ships she had to go on. Well, she was trying to carry out her father's dream, but it all got so boring! She seemed to not possess the patience everyone else had. In her opinion, they had all lost their Muchness.
That's a funny story to tell: the day she had used that out on the older Lord Ascot. It went as follows:
"I just don't think we could ever come across a faster way!" he had exclaimed, slamming his large fists down on the table. It was at dinner time the night before they left for China. Alice had sighed.
"Sir," she said, "I think you've lost your Muchness." He tore his gaze from the oak table, and his eyes narrowed in attempt to contemplate what she had just say.
"Lost my what?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Your Muchness."
"Don't be silly, there is no such thing as 'Muchness!'"
"Oh but there is," she had contradicted. "That is, if you use your imagination."
"Like 'painting the roses red?'" his wife had said from the other room. Bloody eavesdropper.
"Yes!" Alice called back smiling.
She sighed and pushed the memory away from her mind as she began to fold her dress into her suitcase. She was leaving in the morning. Or so she thought….
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: So that was my first prologue and I know it was kind of random, but I wrote this when I was really bored. Lol. Reviews would be lovely and I'll update the second chapter soon or maybe later today.