Post by Nexus on Aug 20, 2017 20:46:27 GMT -5
“The flowers called her names,
Each a weed in their own desire.
But the young child never fell for games.
Ever when the journey came down to the wire.
Young child how we would weep and scowl,
But not yet has the underland given up the prowl.”
All of which was beyond the point. Stopping at the center of town, Nexus watched the fountain for several seconds before pressing his lips together and letting out a rather faint whistle. The whistle was so faint that even the strongest of ears from canine like species wouldn’t be capable of picking up the frequency. The tone of the whistle was rather specific on the Underland variety though. Any wonderlandians within the area would be able to hear it know it as a calling...the calling. The calling of the new Alice.
The wonderlandians had become rather impish in this new land, more so than Nexus would recall from previous experiences in the Underland, but he also had a theory for this. Without direction...Without the full algorithm, the wonderlandians were lost. Wonderland had gone underground for sometime now, but this wasn’t just because of the most recent Alice...this was because of the collision course that each of the lunatics had taken. Nexus wasn’t just any child, nor was he just any supernatural that had crawled out of the rabbit hole. Nexus was the most recent line of the Absolem family, he was in some ways, the first absolem himself. The oracle and record keeper of Wonderland.