"And as in the uffish thought he stood,

"The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

"Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,

"And burbled as it came!"

-Lewis Carroll,

"The Jabberwocky"


A dark day:

Destruction,

Terror:

The Jabberwocky.

Flames and

Purple lightning

Everywhere

Destroying my home.

It was supposed to be

A glorious celebration

For the White

Queen.

The Red Queen

Sent her monster

To kill

Her sister.

The White Knight:

The Queen's Champion:

Lost the Vorpal Sword.

Died.

I was more of

A hero, in a way:

Leading the Queen

To safety.

I missed the

Thick of it,

Thank goodness,

But

My friends

Went mad.

My family

Died.

I returned to

Tulgey Wood

To find everything

Destroyed.

But there,

In the middle

Of everything, was my

Hat.

I lost

My mind

Knowing I couldn't

Save them all.

I thought

Them all

Dead, but then

A cry.

Buried in the

Rubble of

My home,

A child, a girl,

In a basket, where

The front step

Should have

Been.

There was only one word,

A name, printed on

A small, charred white

Card

From the desk

Of a Queen,

A dear friend,

Now in safety.

I took the child

To the safest

Place I could think of:

London.

One day, I hope

To see the girl,

My daughter,

Again.

She will be

Someone Important

To Underland:

Alice.