Lost in Thought
by Fahiru
In the middle of it all, quite a crowd had gathered.
Closely, they watched the little girl as she lay crying there, surrounded by odds and ends, things that didn't make sense, things that didn't exist. She did not belong there, but neither did they. They didn't belong anywhere.
There she cried and babbled, about how she was wrong, about how she was sorry. She was mourning her loss, having lost herself in her own mind. She was sorry she had ever wished for things to happen as they shouldn't, sorry she hadn't taken her own good advice that she had given to all the imagined inhabitants of her world. And they cried too.
She was sorry that she had made them.
And there sat the little girl, crying about being lost, while there the rest of them were also scattered, having never had a place of belonging to begin with. The girl wanted to go home, she didn't like it there in this world she had created.
None of them could say that they liked it very much either, after all, they were all created to be mad. And while she had lost her way and didn't know how to get back, they had no back to get to.
She was lost, but it was her world. They were lost, but they would never escape. Would never be sane. Would never live in a world where they could take their own advice, and be happy, and be sincere, and live a life that made perfect sense, and have an existence that actually existed.
And so they all wept bitterly together.
Oh, how they envied Alice.
A/N: I just saw my very first Alice in Wonderland movie, the Disney cartoon version. Though I found the whole thing rather frightening, what struck me most was that when she was lost towards the end and sang the song about good advice, all the weird little creatures cried with her. Once you think about it, their sympathizing with her didn't really make sense. This must be why they really cried.
Dedicated to SoSaysL, to whom I owe many things, among them being a few tragedies, and more to come.