Alice Wonderland:
'My name's Alice Wendeline, but most people call me Wonderland. I don't need help. I don't want help. I can fend for myself. I have to be strong. . .'
There was a THUD as the shovel hit the ground.
"Finally," She thought, "I thought it was snow all the way down."
She pressed the shovel into the ground and groaned as she heaved the dirt. It stained the soil with specks of brown and black and she couldn't help but think it was prettier before.
"No. Stop thinking like that. You're stronger than that." She shovelled harder as she fought back the tears.
Eventually she planted the shovel in the ground and wrapped her coat around her as she sniffed. Turning around, she forced herself to acknowledge what she'd been pushing from her mind for so long.
He looked just like he was sleeping. She had made sure of that, she had cleaned and bandaged the wounds, closed his eyes, made him look peaceful. She was the only one left now. Her greatest fear had become a reality.
"Don't cry, just don't cry."
She wiped her face and breathed deep before kneeling beside him. It was too much and the tears streamed down her face as she pulled him towards her.
She would have stayed there forever, Even if the cold killed her, at least then she'd be with them again. She couldn't bring herself to leave him, it meant being alone and that was something she was afraid of, though she wouldn't let herself admit it. To her it was worse than any number of monsters, worse than death.
"You broke the promise," Her voice broke the silence. "You broke my heart."
she pressed her forehead to his and the tears flowed freely now, It was too hard to hold them back.
Then came the growl.
It was low at first, inaudible over her sobs, but as it escalated, it awoke her from her fantasy. She could feel its presence behind her, watching her. She raised her head, and the tears slowed, but that was as far as she moved.
"Come on then," she whispered, the fear was gone, "Come get me!"
It Shrieked, as if in reply to her order and rushed towards her. But she refused to move. She had given up all hope. Soon she would be with them again.
Another shriek, louder this time.
She began to scream too and at that instant she lunged aside, grabbed the shovel and in one swift but heavy blow, seperated the creatures head from its body.
"Strong enough to kill. Still not strong enough to die."
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