Down the Rabbit Hole Again
Poe wrote on both.
I look above and see the white rabbit. Its lost the pocket watch that I gave it a millennia ago. I pick myself up off the ground and watch as the white rabbit fades into the pale blue sky. I slip on the top hat that an old friend once gave me, I dust off my dress and walk back over to the tree that I had taken refuge under.
I hear a few notes coming from one of the raven in the tree overhead, I hear a pen scribbling on a piece of paper again on a desk in a far away room. I pay no mind to it as I look down the rabbit hole and begin my adventure all over again.
Back down the rabbit hole.
I hear a few notes coming from one of the raven in the tree overhead, I hear a pen scribbling on a piece of paper again on a desk in a far away room. I pay no mind to it as I look down the rabbit hole and begin my adventure all over again.
Back down the rabbit hole.