Author's note:
Hiya! I'm back. Or perhaps you've already noticed that…? Anyways… Am I the only one to think of (yuck) Twilight because of this chapter's name? It's a short chapter this time; my computer has been going haywire on me.
18. Midnight moments.
There were many kinds of magic in Underland, but it was agreed that the most powerful of them was the Midnight Moments. During the brief moments, great magic could be performed, lives could be saved, or taken for that matter. If Tarrant was to be saved, the midnight moments would be their only chance. Mirana hadn't told Alice this; she hadn't wanted to raise the younger woman's hopes, for there was an imminent chance of her magic going horribly wrong. She still had tried bringing it up during tea, but the mentioning of Tarrant's name brought tears to Alice's eyes, so Mirana bode her silence. She could imagine Alice's reaction…
"I might know a way to return Tarrant from the madness." Mirana smiled, blowing at her tea.
"You have?" Alice's eyes widened in excitement. "Do tell me, please."
"It's called the Midnight Moments. They're very powerful, but there's a small chance…" Mirana hesitated. "There's a chance Tarrant may not make it."
"He'd die?" Alice cried, knocking her chair over. "You cannot mean to do this Mirana. I couldn't bear it if he died. We'll just give it some time, and he'll come round, I'm sure."
The blonde spurted off before Mirana could answer this.
Mirana couldn't help but laugh; that would indeed be like Alice, to run of without waiting to get an reply, if she sensed there would be a sensible such, she fled the field. There was still several hours until midnight, but Mirana, with the assistance of Chessur and Mallyumkun, was already preparing for the ceremony. Thackeray had desperately wanted to help, but in his case, helping usually didn't help too much. In order not to hurt his feelings, Mirana had assigned him to keeping Alice away from the palace, a task Thackeray took on with great persistence. The last time Mirana saw them, the hare had been going on and on about how Alice ought to see what had happened to the red queens castle after she was sent out of Underland.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Mally asked, nervously holding onto Chessur's paw.
"No." Mirana admitted. "But it is for Alice's own good. She's a dear friend, and I hate seeing her this devastated."
"Fine then. Let the magic begin." Chessur grinned.
Mirana did so, starting to chant the ancient words, and Tarrant's eyes flew open, coloured in a curious blue, much like Chessur's actually…
Author's note:
See, I told you. A short one this time. Until then, my friend…