Disclaimer: I seriously hope this is the last time I have to do this! ~Hatter~ Guess again! You have to get moving on this! And you estimated twenty or more chapters! ~Me~ Twenty or more? *Faint*^ ~Tarrant~ ^_^
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Absolem - Tugley Wood~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Absolem! Absolem!" To contain my anger and annoyance at being disturbed I took a large suck from my hookah and blew it out. "Who are you?" I knew very well who it was, Mirana, the White Queen of Mamoreal.
"Come now Absolem! You know exactly who I am!" Her majesty walked up to me waving her hand to clear the smoke and coughing. A woman walked a short distance behind doing the same. I could have laughed at them and cause the smoke to go every which way. But these days I have found myself finding it had to breath, and laughing would be both harder and painful for me.
"Absolem, we must look at the Oraculum, we must know what has become of our champion," I sighed, the Oraculum hasn't been looked at since the Frabjous day. I hated having to open it now, especialy when I was having so much trouble with my breathing. But a request from my Queen was a request from Underland's Queen, and she was not to be refused! "Very well then," I set my hookah down and left to find the hidden oracle. I set it down and unrolled it. The image of today was titled, Pache Esesrevrp, in the picture was the Mamoreal Dungeon, the Mad Hatter's little sister sat in a corner of one cell while he and Alice our Champion sat in eachother's arms in another. We set our sites upon the next day, the Somealeb day. Here their were two images - a rare thing - one of the Hightopp twins and the Champion escaping and another of Stayne the Knave of Hearts leading a group of chained prisoners. One was bent over the beheading stone, bravely taking what was to come. A young woman behind her was strugling as guards held her back. I didn't even have to see them in color, I just knew it! They were Hightopps! The Mad Hatter's kin! Malise, his baby sister and Beagan his mother, her head would be cut off tommorow at dawn. I looked to the Queen, small sobs escaped her throatas she stared at the picture, "Not this, not now." She whispered just barely audible. "Not when he finaly knew they were alive. Not when she hasn't seen him since he was very young." Tears trickled down her face she lowered her head and cried in an un-queenly way.
Silently I prayed, Underland, please. Help those in need! Keep our champion and her family safe! And if possible, find a way to prevent this and any more exicutions!