"Time for bed," Alice announced, her voice quite tired. "I think its past time for both of us to retire for the night." Edelynn pouted but nodded her consent. She yawned cutely and smiled up at Alice. "Can you sing me to sleep? That's what mother used to do before she…" Her small voice faded off. Alice grinned sadly at the girl.
"Of course, Edelynn. Is there anything in particular you wish to hear?" The tiny girl thought about it for a moment before shaking her head. "I can't remember what mother sung. I just remember the feel. It felt sad, somehow…" she trailed off. Alice looked down at the girl solemnly before saying, "I'll sing you one my mother sang to my sister and I."
There was a man who lived for love,
His wife's sweet made the sky above.
All year he worked and so he found,
Survival in the ground.
O May in June you loved me,
O May before you left me.
Winter comes again in June,
O May.
One spring and day his wife came out,
She had something to cry about.
You mind your harvest more than me,
This future cannot be.
O May in June you loved me,
O May before you left me.
Winter comes again in June,
O May.
As May rode out, she past the field,
That cost her love and grew her meal.
Until the spring she said so long,
And sang November's song.
O May in June you loved me,
O May before you left me.
Winter comes again in June,
O May.
At night he worked to sort his thoughts,
Why had she left? Why had he fought?
Had he not worked his life for food,
For clothes for May all June?
O May in June you loved me,
O May before you left me.
Winter comes again in June,
O May.
O May in June you loved me,
O May before you left me.
Winter comes again in June,
O May.
O May in June you loved me,
O May before you left me.
Winter comes again in June,
O May.
As Alice sang she picked up the fast fading Edelynn and began to tuck her in to their bed. She prepared herself for bed and turned off the lights. Rolling over, she grabbed the small girl and held her to her chest. That night, neither girl suffered from nightmares.
The morning was quickly approaching when Alice rolled out of bed. Checking the small child, she shook her head and slowly exited the quiet room. She made her way down the hall to the room that she had warned Edelynn not to enter, at least when she was alone. She swiftly and silently open and closed the door behind her. Inside the room were Alice's art supplies, a table full of paper and different types of pencils and pens, an easel with a started painting resting on it, and a small table covered in paint tubes lay beside it. The room itself was cluttered and messy, but to Alice, it was home. After her fights in Wonderland and her escape from Dr. Bumby, she took to painting and drawing to help remember the majestic place of dreams. Sure, she had Cheshire, but he might be just another illusion or hallucination.
Alice once had physical proof, or so she thought, in the key that was to her late sister, Lizzy's, door. But the cat had 'claimed' that and he brought it to Wonderland. She often wondered about its inhabitants, how were they? Are they under the Red Queen's rule, or was her rule ruined for good now? Did they fight with each other, or get along? She had asked Cheshire once but he didn't answer, or he did, but not to the question really…
The sun was peeking over the tree line now and it was just a matter of time before her young guest awoke. She had no idea why she kept the young thing and offered her a place in her home, but she supposed Edelynn wasn't doing her any harm. But why was she willing to go so far for the young child, to clothe her back and sing her to sleep? Alice shook her head of these thoughts; she would come to the conclusion eventually. Right now, however, it was time to feed her young guest and prepare for the day. She had a meeting in town with someone anyways.
Song- O May, by Katie and Liz Davis
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