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AIW: The Path.... Suppressed Memories

She was done. Closing the log laying heavily on her desk, with a satisfied sigh, Alice had finished what she had set out to do. It had taken nearly 6 years but she had surpassed her late fathers dreams and extended his trade route all the way to china, and done so successfully. Pushing back the chair she walked over to the the ancient globe spinning it ideally and watching as it spun wildly. Instead of feeling complete though she felt empty.

Looking in her mirror she didn't look much different then she had the day she had laid out her plan to her fathers old friend and colleague. Her hair rarely worn up anymo

AIW The Path: Chapter 3Even the warm golden light from the lamp did nothing to add life to the form laying in the bed. To call this poor wretch Tarrant Hightopp the White Queen's Hatter would be blasphemy any other time. That was who it was though, and the sorrow that embraced Alice from that fact burned. His hair was still red, the color still spilled from his eyes, but the colors were off, dimmed like the soul they clothed, thick and muddy instead of bright and flamboyant. Her mother had looked more alive in the pine box at her funeral. Always so pale complected, there was no color to his skin now. Just dark sunken features, and closed eyes. She was tempted to li

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Whether it was the unbalance of her stance, the inertia of the spin, shock, exhaustion, or any other thing one may imagine Alice fell to knees. Her lips formed words, or perhaps tried to for no sound escaped. Mirana moved forward to see if the girl was alright before she realized what had happened. Then she too was struck mute and immobile. The only sound to fill the room were the words from the man in the bed.

"Am I dead? I must be dead."

Sitting up in the bed Tarrant looked at the two women in front of him. They were so still he wondered whether they were in fact real, or just images from his mind painted onto reality

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Of ever occurrence in time there is more then one side of the same story. In the bible almost all of the disciples wrote of their version of Jesus' life and teachings, they call them Gospels. In every broken hearted sob story there is the break-y and the breaker, and so on and so forth. I say all of this to say that there are two sides to every story and while they may be quite different on some details they end the same way. Something happened, someone started it, and people were involved.

If you were to ask Alice or the Hatter exactly who opened the door you would get different stories. To be sure one could never tell

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There was a lot of free time to be had in Underland when a body wasn't exhausting itself taking care of a sick man and trying to learn every secret magic held here. There was even more free time when one was hiding away from that same man, never leaving her room without secretive glances down the hall. With so much time on her hands Alice threw herself back into her studies, and her thoughts. She had taken Mirana's words to heart and slept as much as a normal person should, her waking moments she used to learn, because if she wasn't learning she was thinking. There was only one thing that would occupy her idol thoughts.

AIW The Path. Chapter 2Reeling Alice knelt on the floor, her thoughts swirling with her fogged over memories washed clean and then snapped into place. What had happened? Why had she forgotten them all over again...Why had she forgotten him?! She had promised she would never forget him.. The hatter..Wait what had Mctwisp said? Pressing her hand to her forehead to fight the dizzy rejoining of memories Alice opened her eyes to look at Absolem and Mctwisp. "What did you say? The hatter...Hatter is in trouble?"

"Ahh Alice, so glad you could join us again.." the sarcasm dripped thickly from the elegant butterfly, in an ironic way that was his way though.

"Not now." she

AIW The Path Chapter 4The first day back in Underland had exhausted her. Between the trip to get here, the worry she held, and the Hatter's seizure, it seemed all of young woman's reserves were spent. Warm sunlight drifting in through the windows to fall in a golden wash across them didn't stir her. When Mirana came to check on them, she didn't even frown at the sound of her heels clicking on the marble floor. The racket of a silver setting or the alluring smell of food and tea from it, didn't cause a twitch of her small button nose. No it seemed nothing could touch Alice in the recuperative trance she was in.

Nothing that is except for the man she had her head l

AIW The Path Chapter 5Over the next few days the two women turned the sick man's room into an extra kitchen. Potion ingredients were strewn across every surface in a similar manner to the living room and it's many hats. At Alice's instance they started with Pishsalver and Upelkuchen, the two vexing creations had been far to much a part of her past not to have the ability to make her own when the chance came to learn. Of course Mirana agreed thinking that as good a start as any.

Hours were spent going over wonderland's vast array of plants, of which Mirana had correctly guessed did not include the mystery plant on the tea tray in the hall. Flowers, leaves, bark, A

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The brilliant light of dawn found the couple embraced beneath the silver and blue duvet cover of Alice's bed. Tarrant's pale arms held her slim form to his chest, her head resting over his heart, and blond curls tumbling in random bedhead fashion all around. Her own arms embraced him delicately. The metallic colors of the room all seemed to glint with gold as if thy lived in a dream world of sunbeams. As he reclined back on pillows the light invaded his sleeping lids before hers. Bringing him to consciousness.

When reality tugged him up to greet the day, the hatter was torn between glee and disappointment. His drea

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This is my first pattern for my silk screen Once project. If you can think of any other great quotes by red to put in there I'm all ears! I'll do one! I'm thinking of the quote where she talks to snow and calls her her real family. I may have to darken the lines for the print to come out right, if you silk screen please any help will be greatly appreciated!! Red is one of my favorite characters, not up with Rumpel but still in my heart

*Hellraiser-89 Dec 8, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I don't know what a silk screen is, but this is good!
Ruby is my second fave

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~Melesifant Dec 8, 2012

I love her too! Silkscreen is a way to make a shirt

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*Hellraiser-89 Dec 9, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Oh I see. I don't know anything about that

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