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Spinning, spinning, you stand upon the hands of the clock. Spinning, spinning, around the round tea table. Quietly, quietly, the chirping birds vanish into white. Slowly, slowly, the world you drew begins to crumble... The surrounding sounds gradually fade, the scenery loses its light, and the blue petals that welcomed you blur into transparency. (Omitted) "You look a mess." ... "Do you not resent Alice?" ...There is something I wish for, Witch. I only hope that the child [Will cherish the time with us as a small memory...] "..Thinking only of that child until the very end." "But you shall pay the price for that wish." Spinning, spinning, I stand upon the hands of the clock.. Spinning, spinning, left all alone, a tea time of eternal waiting. [The trio is gathered again. Though they do not move.] [I am waiting for you, my Alice.] The memories held in the red tea within the warm cup we shared... Now, a world within a page that is slowly, gradually disappearing. Ah, even if it is forgotten forever. Even if everything becomes something that was never written.. I, who always wait for you, am your Hatter. Ah, someday, I will convey my heart to you.... Even if I vanish. I will wait... Always.... {Every precious memory----} --------------- A world set after Alice had her adventure in Wonderland and left. Because Alice has already forgotten Wonderland (believing it was just a dream), the dream forgotten by its owner begins to collapse and fall apart. In that slowly vanishing Wonderland, he obtained eternal life and tea time together. Forever, waiting for the Alice who will never return. Forever. Waiting.