{Wonderland is an area of time and mass that takes a persons imagination and uses it to create the surroundings, whether good or bad or nothing at all. The emotions of the people in it are what form the weather and the environment. Weird things happen...but they aren't weird.}
*Fays green hair twisted around the overgrown blades of grass as she laid under the elm, her eyes squinting through the sun as the wind swayed the limbs back and forth. The nails of her left hand were sunk down into the soil of ground beneath her, fingertips picking at the squirming roots as the struggled to move away from her grasp.* "Where O where has my little hatter gone to?"
*Leaves from the above limb floated down and her eyes turned to them as the words left her mouth. The leaf reached the material of her corset and settled into the laces, letting her eyes drift back to the limbs above.* "Well good grief is everyone dead or something?"
