Cheshire Cat (art)

When Alice stared into the eyes of that whiskered fiend, the eyes, they stared back in a most unruly fashion.

It seemed impossible and yet how could she have known the crazy feline would pop out of nowhere, dangling the mad hatter’s head as if it were some sort of trophy she had aspired to gain.

Alice knew then, the insanity of Wonderland was different this time. She would be changed, scarred inside and out, forever.


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