Hello everyone! New story. Sorry I haven't uploaded anything in FOREvEr! I will update on my other ones soon. Lemme know how you like this one so far

Alice Kingsley has recurring dreams of a wondrous place. She also dreams of a man with sad eyes. the sight of him breaks her heart, but she doesn't understand why.

I do not own Alice in Wonderland or any of the characters.

HOPE YALLS LIKE IT

"This man, I have seen him before. I cannot recall where I have seen those brilliant green eyes, or that mess of orange atop his head, but I know that I always see a glimpse of him every night as I dream. It is always the same dream. Every night, the same dream. I am falling, falling down a deep dark abyss, and I scream, but I do not feel frightened. I feel as though I have landed, and I open my eyes to see a curious place. A place where plants smile at me, and animals speak. There is a cat that smile at me before disappearing into thin air, and a white rabbit that calls for me to follow him. I run and I run, though I don't feel like I'm moving at all, but I suddenly come to a clearing. In the distance, I see a beautiful woman in white. Her hair gleams in the light and she smiles at me. I feel hypnotized by her dark eyes and I walk closer. She smiles once more and turns to her left. I cannot take my eyes of her but she looks at me again and tilts her head as if to show me something. I finally follow her gaze and there he is. The Man. He sits at the head of a rather curious table. His friends around him look jolly as they dance and sing and play games. The man smiles at them and drinks his tea, yet, his eyes do not look as happy as his gap toothed grin. His eyes are a bright green that seems to lure me closer. He giggles and claps as his friends tell jokes, but when they turn away, his eyes turn dull and his smile fades. I feel my heart ache as I stare at this Man but I do not understand why, for I do not know whom he is. I can't seem to recall how I know him, yet my heart feels as though I've known him forever. I feel myself drifting back and I look up to see the woman in white once more. Looks at me with her beautiful dark eyes and for a moment, it seems as though she understands. I open my mouth to speak but she lifts a finger as if to stop me. She smiles again, and opens her gloved hand to show me what she is hiding. A small vial of violet fluid sits gently on her palm. I look at her quizzically, and she turns back to the orange haired fellow. I open my mouth to speak once more but she puts a finger to her lips to keep me silent once more. She gently lifts the vial to my eyes and nods her head. Finally, she pulls off the cork and motions for me to drink."

"Remember your way home"

"Before I could take the vial from her hand, I feel the air rushing through my hair as I am pulled back harshly. I see the woman in white disappear from view as I am being pulled up from the dark hole. Then I wake up." Alice Kingsley said as she smoothed out the wrinkles on her blanket. "Always the same dream." She whispers before letting out a sigh.

"Maybe, It is a sign," said an older woman who was brushing Alice's blonde curls. "Maybe the woman is trying to tell you that it is time for you to go home," she said lovingly as she continues brushing Alice's long hair.

"But why do I feel as if … I've been there before" Alice said. "Why does it seem like a real place?" She asked. "I feel like…"

"Oh pish posh Alice, there can't be a place where animals talk and cats disappear into thin air" the woman laughed. "It must be a representation of your real home," she said.

"But what about this Man?" Alice said slightly embarrassed.

"Maybe the man is someone you will meet when you get back home" The older woman answered, "Honestly Miss, it isn't something you can get away from" she giggled slightly, "You have been away from home for a year and a half, I'm sure your mother has a hundred suitors lined up for you" She laughed.

"Oh be quiet Mrs. Wallace" Alice huffed. "I do miss home, but I am dreading what my mother has planned for me once I get back" Alice said as she ran her fingers through her golden locks.

"Maybe the man you dream of, is the man you will marry" the woman whispered as she gently took Alice's hand off her hair and continued brushing. "You know Miss, you have had all this freedom the past year and a half, you shouldn't protest too much when your mother tries to help you," she giggled.

"Help me? She is trying to marry me off to some man I don't care for, don't share any interests with, don't…love" Alice paused. "How is she helping" She sighed.

"She just wants you to be taken care of" Mrs. Wallace responded as she puts the brush down. "Give her a chance, I too care about you Miss, I can't be your chaperone forever" she laughed. "Your mother loves you and she's only doing what she thinks is best," she said understandingly before placing a warmer underneath Alice's blanket. "Goodnight dear" She said before taking a bow and leaving the room.

"I can take care of myself" Alice sighed as she laid her head atop her pillow. Slowly, she feels sleep tugging at her eye lids and before long, she was once again falling into a dark hole. She jumps out of bed suddenly as she stares into a pair of vividly green eyes.

"Again with the same dream!" Alice whispers loudly to herself as she wiped beads of sweat from her forehead. She clutched her chest as she tries to catch her breath before pulling the covers back. Only the moon illuminated her dark room, but Alice managed to find her way to her writing desk. She empties out a drawer quietly before taking the entire thing out from the desk. At the very back of the drawer was a small compartment only she knew of. She took a deep breath and clutched her chest before prying opens a piece of wood that covered the compartment. A small vial caught the moon's light and seemed to glow inside the small compartment. Alice let out a breath she didn't know she was holding ad reached for the vial with a shaky hand. She stared at the vial and thought of her dream.

"Remember your way home," She thought.

"If it isn't real… then, where did I get such a curious little trinket" Alice whispered to herself. She put the small vial on her writing desk as she tried to recall the first time she'd seen the trinket.

"I had just gotten home from my engagement party," she whispered. She made a face as she thought of Hamish kneeling in front of her at the gazebo. "My mother was nagging furiously behind me as I slammed the door to my room…" She said to herself. "I remember falling into my bed feeling so very tired" she said. "Suddenly I realized I was holding something in my hand, and that's when I found this" she said while picking up the vial once more. "But what happened before I got home?" Alice though as she once again placed the vial on the desk. "Talking with Lord Ascot about plans to expand, I remember that. What about before that? Rushing away from the gazebo. Before that? An odd dance? Before that. Hamish. Before Hamish… Nothing" I can't remember anything." Alice said frustrated. "Think Alice! Is there anything, anything at all that might have been a little odd in your travels? Anything that might be connected to this? To this dream? To this man?" She asked herself. "Absolem!" She exclaimed. "I remember seeing a butterfly… a blue one, on the day I left London." She said, furrowing her brow. "Hello Absolem, I remember saying as if I know this butterfly as a friend. Maybe it was my nerves. Maybe the thought of travelling in a ship got to me and I decided to talk to anyone that came my way? But a butterfly? And where on earth would I get a name such as Absolem?" Alice said as she rubbed her temples. "Have I gone mad?" She whispered to herself before suddenly feeling her heart skip a beat. "Mad?" She whispered. The small vial interrupted her thoughts as it started to roll off the desk. She quickly grabs the vial right as it rolled closer to the edge of the desk, and throws it into a small pouch. She ties the pouch onto a long chain that she slips onto her neck. She gently clutches the pouch close to her heart before heading back to bed. "I think I have gone quite mad," She whispers to herself as she pulled her blanket to her chin. She feels her heart pound in her chest as she fills her mind with thoughts of the Man and his vividly green eyes and his funny smile. "Quite mad indeed" She whispered as she begins to feel sleep tugging at her lids once more. "Mad as a hatter" she mumbled before falling into slumber.

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