Falling…Falling…
Alice comes to rest on a monumental purple mushroom. She giggles suddenly.
This is ridiculous. Mushrooms aren't purple.
Looking beneath the mushroom, she catches a glimpse of a fluffy white tail. Something tells her she has to follow it, so she does. She goes past polka dotted trees and furry boulders and flowers with faces. Everything seems to be wrapped in wisps of blue smoke. She hears what she thinks is her name, whispered softly in the wind, as if the scenery itself was calling to her.
Alice…Alice…
Then suddenly she is in an open field, the smoke has cleared, and the rabbit is nowhere to be seen. In the distance, she sees…a hat. Just a hat in the tall grass. Then a figure rises from the grass and lazily places the hat on his head. Sitting up, the man looks at her.
Tears form in her eyes and she runs with all her might. She falls onto the hatter and knocks him back onto the ground. They both laugh. He looks at her with gold speckled eyes.
"You came back."
"Of course I came back."
He smiles at her and places his head back into the turquoise grass. She leans her head on his jacket. He smells of peppermint and tea leaves. She embraces him tightly.
Ill never leave again. I promise.