[when the feed opens, the Hatter is staring out the window; he's uncharacteristically still, his face full of bewilderment and unadulterated wonder, his hat laying at his elbow...he turns back towards the device, opening his mouth, attempting to say something, anything...but turns his head back towards the window instead, breathless]
....
[at last,
(
Read more... )
Comments 88
Reply
--no, no--the snow! Snow, Alice, snow! Isn't it frabjous!
Reply
Cold... disgusting... wet... are you insa -
Reply
Reply
Reply
Whatever season it may be--it is a season, is it not?--though erroneous, it's--it's--
Just look at it!
Reply
Lovely, yes. Winter one of your favourite seasons, then?
Reply
It is just so--thrilling to see any such season.
Reply
Reply
I rather thought I hadn't--as it is, it was my rememory that--
Oh, Reinette, it's just glorriffic, simply tandmonious...
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
I'll bring tea--as well as a spot of something to eat.
Reply
Leave a comment