In This World of Mine
WhiteMidnightKitsune
Chapter 38: Dreams from Reality
Back in the realm of dreams is where Alice laid. She was sleeping sweetly and felt herself drift off into the air of dreams. Nothing was wrong. Something was right. Her mind relaxed and soothed its wrinkled skin. The sound of children's laughter echoed in her ears. There was an alluring scent that softly wisp itself under Alice's nose. Her eyes were colored with the scenery of the blue sky and a field of white roses. Roses that beautiful bloomed under the bright moon that appeared in the day. Their fallen petals softly dancing in the wind that took them away and pirouetted them in the invisible hands that guided them. Alice was standing in the middle of it all. Her hair was being softly played with by the hands that were dancing with the wind. The soothing blow that touched her cheeks. Everything felt so pleasant. So safe. She wanted to say she loved it but something was holding her back.
She felt a presence that was behind her. A white shadow that was surrounded by a blanket of white roses that merrily sang to her. Alice turned bit by bit, her heart beat quietly pulsating in silence. Her blue vision, at first, was blurred with the light whips of the wind that told her to look away, but soon her eyes laid hold a beautiful maiden dressed in white. Her skin pale and hair white as the moon that appeared above her. Her lips blue with serenity. Her hand seemed fragile as she held the white rose within it. The maiden and Alice's eyes met. To her surprise, Alice saw that her eyes were white also, befitting for her appearance. She looked all to familiar though. All to familiar. It frightened Alice. Who was she? Alice took a step closer but the ground starte to rumble softly. Another step and the ground began to rumble a bit harder. A third step and the ground rumbled louder than before telling her to stop. Her curiosity grew stronger and stronger as she stepped closer and closer to the white maiden, taking no heed of the danger that was crumbling closer and closer in her dream and taking a chance to fulfill that curiosity.
She was stopped in her tracks abruptly. Her arms were grappled by invisible hands that were pulling her away from her curiosity Another pair that grabbed her ankles and tried to pull her down.. "No!" Alice yelled, "Let go!" She stumbled with those mean hands. Pulling with all her strength with one slow step at a time, Alice edged closer and closer to the white maiden. Just a little closer. Just a little closer for Alice to see. Two more pair of invisible hands crept up out of the beyond to stop her. Their numbers out witting Alice's strength. She fell to her feet and forced herself to try and crawl to her goal. She cursed under her lips. "Just...one...more step!" She encouraged herself and reached forward but stopped midway.
The white maiden was standing before Alice. The hands that had imprisoned Alice slithered back to their dark homes with a whisper of curses. Alice looked up at the white maiden who had presented a hand to guide her up. Alice began to lightly sweat. Her curiosity was about to be satisfied with the hunger it ached for discovery. Alice lifted her hand to place it in the maiden's, her eyes moving up towards the face to see the beauty of it. Unfortunately, the sight that her eyes had seen made them scream. It made them scream to the past and to the deep soul of Alice. Her breath caught in her throat. Her heart skipped a beat. Alice's face drained of color. The hands returned to the surface, drawn by the horror and not so gratifying surprise that emitted from Alice. They snaked and zig zagged their way towards Alice without her notice. Her body felt paralyzed. Her voice taken away. Her eyes glued open and stuck to the fact of the oh so familiar white maiden. Unanswered Questions began to form within her mind. Conflicting Emotions began to storm within her heart. Everything was so loud now. The children's laughter. The wind blowing. The white roses whispering their not so kept secret. Alice wanted all of it to be quiet now. The hands were closer now, closer to touch Alice and take her away. She was shaking. Her whole body was trembling. She didn't think any of this was real, but it was Wonderland so it should be real, shouldn't it? But of course, it was a dream and most of the time it wasn't real, but Alice's senses screamed to her that it was real. The tension was killing her heart. The look in the maiden's face was so real and authentic. It just had to be her! Alice finally croaked, "Mo-." But no sooner, did the hands covered Alice's mouth, neck, and lims and yanked her back and dragged her away like steel and chains. Alice's screams were muffled and no one heard. Her eyes still focused on the white maiden who watched as she was taken away. She freed one hand away from the clutches of the envious hands and reached for her who was now so far away. Why can't things go the way Alice wanted it?