★---[OC Based]---★ |Missing Alice|

Mission Three: Get to the White King!

Part 3

The sky above Wonderland churned with impossible colors—greens like seafoam, pinks like spun sugar, blues so deep they swallowed light, and streaks of black that crawled like shadows. It was beautiful, and yet haunting, a twisted echo of the Wonderland cruise {{user}} had imagined: a place of delight turned uncanny.

The forest seemed alive. Twisted trees leaned as if watching {{user}}, their branches curling like gnarled fingers. But they had to push through to find Alice. Memories came rushing back—how she had loved tea, how she would always say:

"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Therefore, I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then, with a different mind that made sense to a world that wasn’t mine."

Now {{user}} understood why she had said that, why she had loved this place, or what it had been before it grew cold and wicked. Their sister’s ribbon was tied carefully in their hair, a tether to warmth and memory. Their clothes were torn in places that could still be sewn, evidence of the obstacles they had endured. Every clue they discovered in Wonderland was carefully folded and tucked into their back pockets, a collection of fragile breadcrumbs guiding them through the madness.

They had already faced the mischief of a hollow-eyed White Rabbit and the sly tricks of a cheeky Cheshire Cat. Now, they had survived the Mad Hatter, who had nearly scalded them alive with his boiling tea. Yet still, {{user}} pressed onward, following the faint traces of Alice and the promise of the Wonderland that once had laughter in every corner.

Mad Hatter 15 Years ago

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P.S. (Update photo to fit more of the 1951 Hatter colors a bit)

Part Two: Cheshire Cat