Alice's Wondrous Adventures

Alice's Wondrous Adventures

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Fantasy
A take on Lewis Carroll's famous novel "Alice in Wonderland" What happens to a young girl's sanity when she is forced to an alternate realm and told stories of a father she never knew by his friends that she never met? Will she lead their revolution and become who they want her to be or will she lose her composure and status in this curious world. ***This is not necessarily a 'mature' book, but alcohol, drugs, and violence are all parts of the story. As are several mental illnesses including, but not limited to, PTSD, autism, OCPD, addiction, psychosis, depression, and anxiety.***
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This story inspo came to me while making tacos for dinner. I'm not even joking. Alice I'm the last daughter of the Queen of Hearts. Fifth in line for a throne to a kingdom fallen to war and ruination at the hands of my own flesh and blood. Magic is failing us and our mages are at a loss on how to fix it. Their solution? Steal it. From another realm. One with just as many wild dangers as our own, but with one major problem in the way. Peter Panjara. The enemy's king. If the legends of Neverland are true, even looking upon his scarred and evil face will cast your soul into the Beyond. Doomed to wander with no purpose for eternity. But I'm not scared of some old dribble from the mouths of simpletons. I'm a monster in my own right. And I've never feared any demon but the one in the mirror. Peter My realm was at peace for 400 years. My subjects drank and laughed under the stars, never fearing the tomorrows on the horizon. Magic permeated through our shores and undulated in the currents of our seas. Until that blood-bathed witch attacked. My people were captured, turned to slaves and I had to flee my own damn castle. I will not rest until that queen's head is on my front gate. I will not pass into the Beyond until my kingdom is cleansed from Wonderland's filth. And I've found the perfect little rabbit to help me. Come hell or high water. Or heart.

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