Alice hears whispers of news that the assembling of a battle is in progress. She hears these whispers off the trees. She is still in the forest. She isn't sure if she hears lies from the trees or truths. She can't be too sure.
She keeps walking on her path, nothing is what it seems these days. She feels everything is a lie and that it's hard to trust anyone - even White Rabbit. She ponders if the forest is putting thoughts in her head. If that be the case, she knows she must get out soon.
At this time, the wind carries a message to find a tree.
'A tree? Well, what kind of tree? And what will I do once I get there?'
It tells her to go, and that it will be clear.
Alice walks. Stumbles. On the point of tears when she sees a tree. She could tell it was once a magnificent tree. Not very tall, but it's trunks strong and leaves colourful. It was rotting. Confused why she was brought to this tree, she notices an axe. On the handle of this axe was a message: Off with it's head!
She picks up the axe and swings. Alice had just made the first move in the battle against the Queen.
23 May 2007
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