The Loss of My Sunday Afternoon

The Letters

(Sorry that this first part is short)

It was early February on a Sunday. The outside air was frigid and everything was covered in a pure white drape of snow. The cold, white blanket laid perfect and untouched. Everything was calm, yet there was a heavy feeling of sadness. For in the magnificent Heart Castle lay a white rabbit/man in his bed, weak and dying from an incurable illness. The man called Peter white, Prime Mister of the castle, had hair and rabbit ears as white as the snow itself. His eyes were red as rubies and on the bridge of his node lay a pair of spectacles. The rather still young 23 year old man wad the perfect picture of illness. He had grown dangerously thin from the lack of appetite and his skin was extremely pale. His breaths where shallow and unsteady. His arms were to weak to pick up anything that weighed more than a bowl of soup or else he would drop it. As the man lay ill in bed a young woman sat there next to his bedside with his hand in hers. She was just a little younger than the man at the time. She had brownish/blond hair and blueish/green eyes. Her name was Alice Liddell. She sat next to Peter holding his hand gently as if he was fragile and would break in her hand if she wasn't careful. As she looked at the ground sadly Peter glanced over at her and slowly raised his other hand to her face and softly rubbed her damp cheek from where she was crying. Peter's ears fold down sadly and softly sighs. "Alice..." Peter said in a hushed voice as Alice slowly looked up to meet his gaze. Peter looks at her and softly smiles. "I know I won't be around much longer... But I don't want you to be sad about it. Instead I want you to stay with Blood and be happy. That's all I ever wanted for you... Happiness... and I will always be in your heart Alice... So please never forget about me" he says in a calm and comforting voice. Alice tears back up and nods. "I-I will never f-forget you Peter. I promise..." A few tears run down her cheeks as Peter softly wiped them away. "Alice I have something that I want to give you... But you must promise me to not read it until I'm gone." Peter reaches over to his nightstand and hands Alice a few papers. "These are letters from me to you. It is letter that I never sent you and these are meant for your eyes only... So please cherish them" Peter says as Alice slowly takes the papers and nods. "I will cherish these with all my heart" she says as Peter softly smiles. "Thank you Alice..." Peter slowly shut his eyes and relaxes as he went limp "I love you" was his last words as he stopped breathing and passed. Alice started having tears cloud her vision as they stream down her face once again. Alice softly kisses his head and tucks him in as she laid her head on his still chest and sobs until she passed out and fell asleep in there with him.