little girl

Much of the army felt indifferent about Alice leading their way through the Queen's maze. She was, after all, not one of them. She came from a different world. One very backwards from their own. Where things were North and things were South. Right to Left. Black and White.

Alice, herself, was nervous. She didn't like the Queen one bit. Whenever a thought of her would arise, she would get a filthy taste in her mouth. She wondered who this Boy General was. She admired his horse.

'Are you scared?' the Boy General inquired.

'Just a bit nervous. I don't think she is a kind woman at all. She is so cruel.'

'How long have you been in Wonderland little girl?'

'Oh, well, let me see.' She thought. 'Well maybe I came 2 days ago. Or, um, maybe last week. Or a month, or even a year. Oh, Mr. General, I can't remember. So many things have happened. So many people I've met along the way. White Rabbit is by far the only one I can really trust - even if he is always running.'

'You can trust me,' he said. 'I mean you only good.'

'Why haven't I seen you before?' Alice asked.

'That I can't answer you, I'm sorry.'

They army was growing tired. They needed rest. Boy General granted them that.

Alice, alone, but near the White Rabbit, sat. She pondered about the maze. Hoping she would find her way. She recalled so many Twists and Turns. Backwards and Forwards. Pushes and Pulls. The army's heads rested in her hands.

Alice, The White Rabbit and the Boy General

The White Rabbit and Alice found a most curious sight; a gathering of fifty or so creatures, all armed in some fashion. Some had wooden swords with them, others held frying pans and cutlery. Their armour were pans and pots, or padding strapped to their clothing, some even had metal painted on them. But the most curious thing about this army was that they were all asleep. All except one. A boy, a stern-looking boy with bright blue eyes was looking straight at Alice.

The White Rabbit said: "Forgive me, I'm late, General."

Alice found it quite funny that the White Rabbit would call the boy a general, but both seemed very serious so she did not speak.

"It is quite alright White Rabbit, I suppose you know our mission. All we ask of you is to guide us through the Maze, her labyrinth, and no more. Can you agree with that?"

Alice saw that the White Rabbit was very nervous, he kept fidgetting with his watch and hopping about in the same place. The boy general was looking at the White Rabbit, waiting for a reply. Before she realised what she was doing Alice suddenly said: "I will do it, I have been through her maze, I can guide you through."

White Rabbit stared at Alice, flabbergasted you could call the look on his rabbit face, while the Boy General stepped up to Alice.

"Fair enough Little Girl. Seems fit you show us the way," he said softly to Alice.

And soon the army awoke while the Boy General gave his commands and tried to place them in an orderly fashion. The boy climbed unto his rocking horse.

"Lead the way little girl, we will follow."

leech

Alice sat there, confused. 'Why, oh why did I just chop this tree down?' As she started to cry, along came White Rabbit.

'I'm Late! I'm Late'
'Oh White Rabbit, can you help me?'
'What is it? I'm Late!'
'Do you know anything about this tree?'
'Alice, that's quite a story, walk with me, we have to get someone.'
'Where?'
'A war is starting. The Queen, The King. They will all go away.'
'Why?'
'Because she is not nice, not one bit. And you started it by chopping the Tree down. Now, the story with the Tree Alice is a confusing one. The Forest Of Misconception used to be a lovely forest until that Tree grew. When it grew, the forest was fine for a bit, but after awhile, it sucked everything out of it. It was a leech of sorts. It took all the color from the other trees. All the love from the animals. Everything that Wonderland had thought was the forest before, was now a lie. No one could see up from down. Right to left. It was all a lie in there now. Because of that Tree. We couldn't even tell if it was real before - when it was good and normal. Was that all a lie too? Anyways, Alice, it was a wonderful thing you cut the Tree down. It was evil. It was nothing it was ever meant to be. It was ugly. And now it's dead, thanks to you.'

As Alice and White Rabbit were walking down the path, they noticed the color restoring to the forest. This was a good sign to White Rabbit.

They were very close to their friends. White Rabbit was feeling bad for being late, but he know they would understand.