Alice sat down next to the lonely soul. "the mad hatter.that's what people call me. Alice looked at him and gently touched his hand. "i don't think you're mad." he gave her a sad smile, "well you would be the first.
[I love the wisdom of the tree with the wisdom of the book, that was derived of the tree, it moves me. Want to sit here and read a book.] Ash falls under the roots of a tree to find herself in a tree spirit's living room.