♚ {Fifteen}
[Voice Post]
((Click!))
((The recording comes on, and immediately there's a sort of sliding sound, like someone sliding into a chair of a sofa. It's Alice--or so you'll know in a moment. She sighs, sounding very tired, before she speaks.))
Book, Snowdrop and I have looked quite everywhere for that crown that I had yesterday and we simply cannot find it again. I daresay it was exactly like the crown I had when I had finally reached the Eighth Square. I found it on my pillow in the morning, so I thought that I really ought to wear it, since it was there and it was mine. I admit, the things that happened after I got my crown the first time were quite nonsensical--after all, I should like to know when I am giving a dinner party. Oh, and it was just at the end of that that I found myself waking up here in the City. Or perhaps I'm only dreaming that I'm dreaming. Or dreaming that I'm dreaming that I'm dreaming. Well, I suppose I might have hoped that the crown would send me back--if I found myself back on the other side of the Looking-Glass, then perhaps I could have found my way home again. But now it seems quite gone.
Well, I suppose that is how the history books describe it. A king loses his crown and all. Kings and queens very often seem to be losing their crowns, if not their heads. But they usually lose a crown to another king, don't they?
Or, rather, sometimes they say that a king loses his throne. I suppose I can understand losing a crown if it were a small one, but I can hardly imagine losing a throne.
I suppose I really can understand losing a crown, since I seem to have lost mine.
It seemed a great many people had certain peculiar things yesterday. Oh, were they all things that they had had before, do you think? But there was one lady who had letters flying about her head! I certainly hope that she didn't have those before. They seemed to make her quite cross. I suppose I shall count myself quite lucky that I only had my crown.
Does that mean that other people were animals before they came here? I'm quite certain people who were cats and dogs. Perhaps they 'had' fur and tails before they came here, the same way I had a crown! Oh, but that would be a peculiar thing for the City to do. I don't understand it in the least.
Well, if it was a curse, as I think it must have been, I suppose I'm not so surprised that I don't have my crown anymore. It must have gone away at midnight while I was quite asleep.
But, still, I wonder, whyever did the City decided to give me my crown back?
And, I wonder, does that mean I'm still a Queen? After all, I did make it to the Eighth Square.
Or, well, I have lost it, and when a king or a queen loses their crown, they aren't a king or a queen anymore.
((A bit of a pause, and then a sigh.))
Oh dear.
Well, I suppose I ought to look for it a little while longer. Someone might be very cross with me if they find I've lost it.
But, well, perhaps I'll rest a moment before I start again. Yes...
((One last sigh...))
Just for a moment.
((A little more of that same sliding sound--someone is lying down on that same sofa for a nap... And, with a tired and fumbling hand the Network device is turned off with a--))
((Click.))
[//voice post ends]
[ooc: Sob sob. School kept me from posting like I wanted to yesterday. But the name "Alice" means "Noble," so she got her crown back--the one that she got when she reached the 8th square in Through the Looking-Glass. That's about it. IDK. Queens are noble, after all. Technically.]
((Click!))
((The recording comes on, and immediately there's a sort of sliding sound, like someone sliding into a chair of a sofa. It's Alice--or so you'll know in a moment. She sighs, sounding very tired, before she speaks.))
Book, Snowdrop and I have looked quite everywhere for that crown that I had yesterday and we simply cannot find it again. I daresay it was exactly like the crown I had when I had finally reached the Eighth Square. I found it on my pillow in the morning, so I thought that I really ought to wear it, since it was there and it was mine. I admit, the things that happened after I got my crown the first time were quite nonsensical--after all, I should like to know when I am giving a dinner party. Oh, and it was just at the end of that that I found myself waking up here in the City. Or perhaps I'm only dreaming that I'm dreaming. Or dreaming that I'm dreaming that I'm dreaming. Well, I suppose I might have hoped that the crown would send me back--if I found myself back on the other side of the Looking-Glass, then perhaps I could have found my way home again. But now it seems quite gone.
Well, I suppose that is how the history books describe it. A king loses his crown and all. Kings and queens very often seem to be losing their crowns, if not their heads. But they usually lose a crown to another king, don't they?
Or, rather, sometimes they say that a king loses his throne. I suppose I can understand losing a crown if it were a small one, but I can hardly imagine losing a throne.
I suppose I really can understand losing a crown, since I seem to have lost mine.
It seemed a great many people had certain peculiar things yesterday. Oh, were they all things that they had had before, do you think? But there was one lady who had letters flying about her head! I certainly hope that she didn't have those before. They seemed to make her quite cross. I suppose I shall count myself quite lucky that I only had my crown.
Does that mean that other people were animals before they came here? I'm quite certain people who were cats and dogs. Perhaps they 'had' fur and tails before they came here, the same way I had a crown! Oh, but that would be a peculiar thing for the City to do. I don't understand it in the least.
Well, if it was a curse, as I think it must have been, I suppose I'm not so surprised that I don't have my crown anymore. It must have gone away at midnight while I was quite asleep.
But, still, I wonder, whyever did the City decided to give me my crown back?
And, I wonder, does that mean I'm still a Queen? After all, I did make it to the Eighth Square.
Or, well, I have lost it, and when a king or a queen loses their crown, they aren't a king or a queen anymore.
((A bit of a pause, and then a sigh.))
Oh dear.
Well, I suppose I ought to look for it a little while longer. Someone might be very cross with me if they find I've lost it.
But, well, perhaps I'll rest a moment before I start again. Yes...
((One last sigh...))
Just for a moment.
((A little more of that same sliding sound--someone is lying down on that same sofa for a nap... And, with a tired and fumbling hand the Network device is turned off with a--))
((Click.))
[//voice post ends]
[ooc: Sob sob. School kept me from posting like I wanted to yesterday. But the name "Alice" means "Noble," so she got her crown back--the one that she got when she reached the 8th square in Through the Looking-Glass. That's about it. IDK. Queens are noble, after all. Technically.]