Twisted Wonderland Once upon a time, in a world far away, was a Dream. The Dream didn't want to disappear, so it started thinking of ways to make people dream it. Then it thought, ' If I want people to dream me, I'll let them create their own world!"
The first one to Dream was a warrior of diamonds. Her world was one of red. She travelled through fields surrounded by forest, slashing away with her sword, a trail of red following her. Never once did she travel into the woods. Soon, she grew bored of the fields of red, and entered the woods. Soon, she was captured, wanted for her bloody ways. She was soon turn to red, as the fields she travelled.
The second person to Dream was a musician of spades. He sung songs that filled people's hearts with joy and happiness. Soon they were filled with his twisted Dreams. One day, the musician sat under a blue rose tree, singing his songs of evil. A cross-eyed man came up to him, a gun in his hand. Soon from the musician's head a red rose bloomed.
The third person to Dream was a maiden of clovers. She was very beautiful and loved by all. She charmed people to do her bidding and soon created her own twisted green country. She became the bloody red queen of her new kingdom. She was haunted a horrid nightmare. Now her reflection is one of a grotesque hag dyed black with evil. She feared the hag and became afraid of losing to it. She shall forever rule her wonderland.
During this time two children entered the woods.
They had a tea party under a rose tree.
An invitation from the kingdom beckoning them to come.
The fourth to enter were twins of hearts. The stronger older sister, the smart younger brother. Curiosity took control, so they travelled in their yellow boat in search of their own wonderland. They travelled and travelled through all the doors created by others, visiting many worlds, coming the closest to Wonderland. Standing at the door to their wonderland, they were cheering, all to excited to make their own wonderland to notice the shadow watching. The door of yellow, is now dyed with red.
So who will be the next to search for Wonderland? To dream a Dream and create their own wonderland. Forever searching, but never reaching, until it is too late. Maybe it'll be the samurai of purple, the temptress of pink. Maybe, it might even be you.
"Would you like to visit Wonderland?"
The first one to Dream was a warrior of diamonds. Her world was one of red. She travelled through fields surrounded by forest, slashing away with her sword, a trail of red following her. Never once did she travel into the woods. Soon, she grew bored of the fields of red, and entered the woods. Soon, she was captured, wanted for her bloody ways. She was soon turn to red, as the fields she travelled.
The second person to Dream was a musician of spades. He sung songs that filled people's hearts with joy and happiness. Soon they were filled with his twisted Dreams. One day, the musician sat under a blue rose tree, singing his songs of evil. A cross-eyed man came up to him, a gun in his hand. Soon from the musician's head a red rose bloomed.
The third person to Dream was a maiden of clovers. She was very beautiful and loved by all. She charmed people to do her bidding and soon created her own twisted green country. She became the bloody red queen of her new kingdom. She was haunted a horrid nightmare. Now her reflection is one of a grotesque hag dyed black with evil. She feared the hag and became afraid of losing to it. She shall forever rule her wonderland.
During this time two children entered the woods.
They had a tea party under a rose tree.
An invitation from the kingdom beckoning them to come.
The fourth to enter were twins of hearts. The stronger older sister, the smart younger brother. Curiosity took control, so they travelled in their yellow boat in search of their own wonderland. They travelled and travelled through all the doors created by others, visiting many worlds, coming the closest to Wonderland. Standing at the door to their wonderland, they were cheering, all to excited to make their own wonderland to notice the shadow watching. The door of yellow, is now dyed with red.
So who will be the next to search for Wonderland? To dream a Dream and create their own wonderland. Forever searching, but never reaching, until it is too late. Maybe it'll be the samurai of purple, the temptress of pink. Maybe, it might even be you.
"Would you like to visit Wonderland?"