Hello everyone! It's come to my attention that plenty of people have enjoyed my "In The Image of Alice" story so I thought this little update would be necessary.
I would like to say that I am now re-writing the chapters and tweaking the plot of this story, also re-naming the title to "In Alice's Image". Since the content is from when I was about 13 (which was 4 years ago), I think it's quite necessary. Chapter 1 has already been uploaded onto my new account (.net/u/3751535). I hope you all continue to read this story on my new account! So for a little treat, here's a preview of the re-written version!
It all starts with a dream, a vision, a nightmare. Call it what you want, it all varies with each girl, however either way you will end up the same, just like the rest. For myself specifically, it started with a pleasant dream - a vivid one at that - one that would never foretell of the horrors I would have to endure in the near future. This all could have been avoided for me, if I had just listened to my Grandmother. I was a foolish girl though, and despite obvious warnings that would become evident in later events, I had ultimately doomed myself once I looked into that mirror.
In my dream, I would find myself adorned in a a pale blue dress and white pinafore, striped stockings and black mary janes on my feet. My long blonde hair is accented with a black bow as I sit under a tree, my blue orbs eyeing the leaves painted the oddest of colours; flowers coming to life and singing to me a lullaby that drifts along the wind. It's peaceful as I always glance up at the blue canvas sky, not a cloud in site which in turn, always makes me smile. However, when the flowers' lullaby grows louder and my eyes begin to feel heavier, it is then that I always catch the smallest glimpse of that peculiar rabbit in the waistcoat, pointing at his pocket watch that reads 7:49 with the red castle in the distance.