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Lost In The Storm Of Madness

Chapter 15

The skies of Underland were painted in colors of grays and blacks. The clouds, which were puffy and full, released a teary sob. The ground covered deeply in tears, the water beginning to drown the roots. A loose leaf like a sailboat in a river passed by in the currents. The only light that passed through the skies' dark puffy blankets were the small, glimpses of the natural lights.

Alice stepped out of the room of doors, and immediately was drenched from her feet to her head. She coughed as the water entered her mouth, and then she quickly stuck a piece of the cake into her mouth, and grew back to her size. Tarrant had been better prepared for the watery drop than Alice had. He had stuck a piece of the cake into his mouth before he stepped out through the door. When he was on the other side, he swallowed the piece of the cake, and grew to his size.

Tarrant glanced at Alice, and chuckled. "You are soaked."

"So are you" Alice replied with a small smile.

Tarrant grinned but then frowned as he took in the scenery around him. "How could this have happened?" he asked, his voice soft and far away.

Alice breathed in and then out, and shrugged. "I'm sorry, but I don't have the answer." She whispered, gently.

Shaking his head, Tarrant walked deeper into the forest of Underland. He stopped as he spotted a drowned flower. He sighed, and picked the poor flower up. He ignored the soft splashes behind him, and did not jump when Alice placed a hand on his shoulder.

"That is not your fault." Alice tried to assure him as she placed one of her hands on his shoulder in an act of comfort.

He shook his head; his eyes were beginning to leak with his own tears. He could not believe Alice's words to be true. "I could have done something" he muttered softly to her as he slowly begun to lose himself in his own mind.

"You still can, though." She had reminded him, her voice low and sweet. "You can still save them."

He rose his head, and glanced at her; his eyes held many questions. "How?"

Alice shrugged her shoulders, and mentioned gently "Do you remember what your mother had to do the day before you were born?"

He fought off the expected pain that thinking of his mother normally gave him, and replied with almost no emotion. "Yeah. I remember that better than I remember my birthday." He paused, and sighed. "But how could that help us now?"

As she pointed at the crying clouds in the skies, she murmured "You can do the same thing your mother did. You can move this storm away."

"How, Alice?" he questioned her as he crossed his arms.

Alice glanced at Tarrant. She had not really thought that far into it. She had been making this plan as she went. "That storm that you sent to the ship. How did you do that?" she asked, suddenly.

His eyes went wide in surprise, and he stuttered "Oh...well doing that was not that hard to do." he paused, and added "You see...All I did was read a spell out of the book of storms."

"So you created the storm?" Alice asked, and sighed. She had read a lot of magical craft stories to know that if a person used magic like that, then personal gain would always catch up to them. She just hoped to God that she was wrong, and that the horrible storm that was now upon them all was just coincidence.

Tarrant nodded. "Yeah. Exactly." he replied, softly.

"There has to be a way to stop this" Alice sighed, and shook her head. As a second thought, she quietly asked "Do you still have that book?"

"Yeah." he said as he stuck his hand into his left pocket, and pulled out a small book. "I never put it down away from me."

Alice smiled slightly. "Let me see that." she said as she reached for it.

He shook his head. "No." He would not let anyone but himself lay a hand on the book.

"Why not?" she whispered confused, "We have to find a spell to destroy or at least get rid of this storm, Tarrant."

"I know." Tarrant replied, "It is just…this is all I have left of my heritage. If we are going to use it, then I will be the one to touch it."

Alice nodded in understanding, and whispered softly "Very well." She looked up to the skies, which showed no sign of relenting any time soon. "Let's go somewhere dry, though?"

"Alright." he had mumbled as he tucked the book away safely. He grabbed Alice's hand into his, and explained "So we do not lose each other."

Alice nodded in response, and allowed Tarrant to lead them to an empty and abandoned tea store.

Author's notes:

That marks the end of chapter 15! If you want more and longer better chapters, the reviews should have helpful stuff, not just 'update faster', 'more please'. ß I appreciate that you enjoy it, but I want to know what I am doing well.