Whelp, just finished up this semester. Hopefully I'll get on track with posting these chapters up with relatively fast pace since there is only four after this chapter. So close to the end now.

~Indigo~

-Deep Contemplation -

Deep contemplation.

But it was not him who was completely in deep contemplation. Oh no, not just him who wondered and thought much about how things were going to be. Not just him who worried and fretted over the future and all it held. No, deep contemplation rested with many and all, giving a sense of sharedness.

However it was only his eyes that could truly reflect that deep contemplation. His eyes so indigo, so dark. No one was not busy enough to notice. Even he hadn't noticed them change to the color they were now.

So blue, but not. So deep, but not dark. A maelstrom, but lull in thoughts and emotions. His seclusion for thinking, to keep himself on track was picked for a reason. Mighty reason.

Can't let Alice, sweet Alice know. Natzaniel too. Too young, too bright. Why must they be brought into this…

His thoughts ran wild with those, never lessening. By the time he had left then for just a bit, his legs hurt from pacing. The dark and dim work room provided the only suitable habitat for his thoughts. His legs didn't stop. The ache didn't make them stop either. He had to keep thinking. Thinking of a way to help. He was at a lost, just as his Alice had been. Smart Alice.

Think…think…think…

With that his mind pulled him back in with their thoughts that gave no answers or clues to the great and terrible problem at hand. Finally he stopped pacing, all but collapsing into one of the spare chairs in the workshop. His mind, which had been soon spinning out of control, was slowly spinning back in control now for him to really think. Think clearly about the now and later.

Alice can handle this…the White Queen even can as well… his thoughts reminded him well about such things. His worrying concerns shouldn't be so bad with such great ladies who knew how to handle such things. His mind was slowly coming back together as his thoughts did.

Hatter then got up from his chair, now set with a clear mind. He walked over to the door, opening it and soon surprised to see his son, so young of a man, waiting there for him it seemed.

"Mother and the Queen wishes to see you now, Father," Natzaniel spoke as proper as his mother. His son seemed so much like his Alice with hair and eyes and wearing a blue that only they seemed to be able to pull off. Hatter never thought blue was his strong suit. It never seemed to match well with him and- "Father?" His son looked so concerned over him.

Hatter nodded his head and answered back, "Yes, of course. I'm fine. I'm coming." With that, he shut the door to his hat workshop and followed with his son with mind so deep in thought.

"Mother says there might be war," Natzaniel spoke almost from the blue from his own thoughts. Hatter takes this knowledge in, having a clue but hoping not true. War too ugly like before with the same foe.

"I hope not," he answered back though voice shook a bit, catching his son's attention but not questioned. His father looked troubled, which he was.

My mind cannot think without worry of you, my son. Your mother, too. My eyes so blue with such thoughts as I care and worry and think over so much. Dear sweet family, what to do…

Whelp, finally got this out. Might finish these up twice a week, meaning probably finishing this up before the end of this month. Hopefully.

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