From @DayaDarwazaTodo:
The baby sat there resting, inside her excited mother’s womb. She couldn’t wait to get out and see the amazing wonderland her ma often told her about – the beautiful place her pa called home, when he touched ma’s belly to talk to his baby. If only she’d known what destiny had in store for her.
From @randomWhiz:
The choice. It was so wondrous. Like Alice choosing between the Cheshire Cat and the Mad Hatter. Both equally mischievous.
‘Dinah! I wish I could live in another time with varieties of wings, wings that take you away in a world of poets and authors, where we could meet the persona who had already left impressions of unhinged emotions at Ink’s world.”
The baby sat there resting, inside her excited mother’s womb. She couldn’t wait to get out and see the amazing wonderland her ma often told her about – the beautiful place her pa called home, when he touched ma’s belly to talk to his baby. If only she’d known what destiny had in store for her.
From @randomWhiz:
The choice. It was so wondrous. Like Alice choosing between the Cheshire Cat and the Mad Hatter. Both equally mischievous.
I could choose between straight or lesbian. Or group.
I could choose MILF or Mature or all of it.
My Choice is gone. My Wonderland is gone.
The Porn Ban is on.
From @lucidillusions_ :
He felt her hand on his foot. He held his hat tightly as she pulled him down the hole. He knew she was on acid again and he was just a figment of her imagination. But she thought he was real and as a result he had to keep returning with her to the wonderland.
From @_ankitachauhan:
‘Dinah! I wish I could live in another time with varieties of wings, wings that take you away in a world of poets and authors, where we could meet the persona who had already left impressions of unhinged emotions at Ink’s world.”
‘Eh! A world where we wouldn’t have to chase mice, isn’t it Alice?’
From @mMrunal:
Far away from the chaos, they both were gazing into each other's eyes. And as she tilted her head and gently leaned towards him, he crushed her in his love-filled arms. She closed her eyes to let the magic-trick begin but instead an alarm went on. This time, she couldn't kiss him in the wonderland.
From @oink1729:
The dragonfly, trapped now in the drawing room, flashed obliquely turquoise as it darted amongst the chandeliers. In the still familiarity of home it was for Roger a portal to wonderland; a colourful emissary from the mysterious universe that existed beyond home, school, and Aunt Genders plans. Later, he found it, dead, in the library.
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