[ EU ] H.P . Lovecraft 's `` Alice in Wonderland ''

Venturing into the tulgey wood, Alice felt her heart a flutter with fear and, even worse, a rush of excitement. 
 
 Her mother always told her to never venture alone into the woods, to never get lost. If she did, it was very good advice, to remain where she was, and wait to be found. 
 But the problem with very good advice, was that Alice seldom followed it, especially when she was curious. And as such she ventured beyond the realms of Man into a realm of wonder. 
 
 A Wonder Land. 
 
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 She ran for a good while, stumbling over rabbit holes and gnarled roots, her breath quickening as if Death itself was upon her heels. 
 
 She stopped, then leaned against a tree, that felt cold, almost like ivory... 
 But ho! It was not a tree at all, but an exqusitely carved marble column, in a forest of dark trees. 
 
 Alice, startled by the sign of human construction in this wild place, inspected the Romanic artifice, dimly aware that there was no birdsong nor sound of burbling brook. 
 
 There was just silence, and the slow respiring of trees. 
 
 There was no inscription on the column, nor any marks, it simply was a white edifice, a featureless cylinder, in these dark woods, rising above the canopy above. 
 
 Her curiosity frustrated at the lack of answer or reason, Alice decided to climb a nearby tree, and she struggled at first: such athletic feats being considered unseemly at home for a young lady who was allegedly not destined to become a circus performer or a harlot, but she soon reached the top of what she had believed to be a somewhat thin but large tree. 
 
 Unfortunately, it was a flower, of which Alice took quite a while a while to realise was no flower of a distant land, large and gargantuan due to some tropical heat. No, this was a flower of English birth, borne of the same stock as that which she knew at home. Of which she was surrounded. 
 
 She looked towards the pillar, and her suspicions were correct. It was but one leg of a huge table, so tall that, were she her true size, it would probably be hiding the moon from the ravages of space. 
 
 But alas, some mechanism or machination had transpired tk make Alice small, about the same as a common worker ant, she supposed. 
 
 Booming above her, almost in slow motion, was the sounds of a tea party- lower pitched, of course, due to the size of the participants. She could not clearly see, for she was extraordinarily tiny, and they so far away, but she supposed that the seemingly celestial body that sat on the chair nearest to her had a large, oversized hat upon him, and a dazed face: likely the product of too much milk of the poppy, she supposed. 
 
 She shouted to get the creatures attentions, glad to have found any form of humanity in these forbidden woods. 
 
 The hatted man stopped speaking to his unseen compatriot, and Alice suddenly realised that drawing the attention of a man so large that he could swallow a planet as easily as she could swallow a truffle was probably not the best idea in the world. 
 
 He looked down upon her, and slowly, so slowly, frowned. 
 
 Entire minutes passed, while she scrambled off the flower, and he stated, in booming, echoing, words... 
 
 `` Ugh, Hare! We've got wretched little intruders on our party! A little insect just shouted at me!'' 
 
 On the final word,'me', Alice felt a sudden pressure all around her, as many tons of fur and muscle suddenly pressed down. Her air escaped her lips and the pain grew unbearable... Until something cracked and she felt her body blossom into pain and darkness. 
 
 Light appeared, and while she was marvelling at the fact that her eyes had n't burst out of their sockets, sharp, long teeth bore down on her, and with a snicker-snack, there was no longer an Alice. 
 
 It was very good advice. 
 
 It was a shame she did n't follow it.
