And as this passed, two children walked in the woods
Laughter rang out through the woods, the source being that of two children. A pair of twins they seemed to be; a girl and a boy. The young male strode confidently in front of his sister, a skip in his step and his hands behind his head, a position of relaxation. His sister trailed not too far behind, a hand over her mouth to stifle a few leftover giggles.
“Too funny!” she chortled.
“I know, right?” her brother exclaimed, “I totally tell the best jokes, don’t I?” He finished his sentence with a dramatic flip of his short, fluffy hair.
The girl giggled once more. “You certainly tell some good ones, I’ll give you that.”
Her companion laughed with his sister, joyful that he could help brighten her mood. Things had, admittedly, been fairly stressful for the two since they walked through the strange doors with the blue diamond on top.
Glancing forward, the young boy caught sight of what looked like a setup for a tea party in a shaded clearing. “Hey, sis, look!” he said, pointing in the direction of the tea party. Looking towards where her brother was pointing, the girl’s eyes lit up happily at the sight of the tea party. Clapping her hands together, she squealed giddily and ran in its direction. “Wait for me!” her brother called after her, dashing forth to catch up.
When the girl stopped, she was right in front of the table. She pulled out a chair and sat down, grabbing the tea kettle and pouring some of the drink into the china cup in front of her before taking a sip. Her brother finally managed to arrive, gasping for breath tiredly. “Don’t… run off like that… again…” he growled between breaths.
“I’m sorry brother,” the girl pouted, “I just saw this place and got really excited. Why don’t you have some of this tea? It’s so nice and warm, and really good!”
The boy sighed before sitting down in the chair next to her. He reached for the kettle, but before he could grab it, another hand, with a blue diamond on top, placed itself on top of it. The boy looked up to find himself staring straight into the blue eyes of a blue-haired young man. “Shouldn’t you ask, first?” he asked.
“Gah!” the boy shot up in fright, his chair tipping back and falling over. “We’re sorry sir!”
The man chuckled. “That’s quite alright,” he smiled, “I don’t mind sharing.” He then took the kettle and poured some tea into the cup at the boy’s spot.
“Thank you, sir,” the boy thanked him. He took a sip of the tea.
Partaking in tea underneath the trees, they’d never part
“You’re very welcome,” the man said as he poured himself a cup. “If you don’t mind me asking, what brings you Hearts here?”
“How did you know we were Hearts?” the girl asked, gazing at the man in surprise.
“By the yellow marks on your hands, of course,” he replied, laughing as if the answer was obvious. “And I take it that the two of you are twins, considering your Hearts are both halved?”
“We are,” the boy told him, “As for how we got here; we were exploring and came across a pair of doors with a blue diamond at the top.”
“That was the Diamond door,” the man explained, “Each quadrant of Wonderland has a door to the next quadrant.”
“Is there a way back to the Hearts’ quadrant?” the girl questioned with worry.
“Of course,” the man reassured her, “But, unfortunately, the doors only go one way. To get back to the Hearts’ quadrant, you’ll have to go through the Clubs’ door, and then the Spades’ quadrant.”
“Can you point us in the direction of the Clubs’ door?” the boy asked.
The man nodded. “It’s that way.” He pointed to the right.
“Thank you!” the boy exclaimed, “C’mon sis, let’s go home!”
“Yeah!” the girl agreed, happiness sparkling within her eyes. She stood up and bowed in thanks to the man. “Thank you for your kindness, sir!”
“It was no problem,” the man waved his hand dismissively, “I always enjoy some good company.”
“Goodbye, sir!” the twins said in unison as they ran off.
“Farewell, and good luck finding your way home!” the man called after them.
Once the children were out of sight, the man sighed. “They never stay long…” he whispered sadly. He looked up to stare into the mirror he had nailed into the tree not far from him, gazing in despair at the large, bloody bullet hole in the side of his head.