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Infatuated by the Rabbit, the wanton Alice is on the chase to find her white knight. As a young girl, Alice was believed to have been rescued once or twice by this mysterious rabbit who always seemed to show up in the nick-of-time, only to disappear at the drop of a hat. Curious, she began to
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Gluttony The Cat
When the moon glows pink, the children stop to think.
Only a few find the way, some don’t recognize it when they do.
You may see its greedy eyes or at least its last fading smile, but never its true form. Those who have, are yet to return from it lair.
Gluttony be The Cat as it lures children with its games & trickery only to snatch their sweets. Once you become a pawn in The Cats game the only thing you can do is play
Hearts Wrath stemmed from her unfulfilled heart, a heart that once ached to be loved. Widowed by her first husband & played for loves fool by the next, her heart becomes cold as she preys on the hearts of others in her wrath over the Kingdom.
Promised to King Hatter, a Hatter mad with power, once a charming & a seemingly noble man who dealt his heart to her. She was to share her life with him. Now forever bound to him as he holds the last beat, she still awaits her Kings promised love.
Heart Of Glass
When The Hatter came into power he claimed ownership of the land & all that once belonged to it. As a self proclaimed hero & ex-royal messenger of the Queen, The Rabbit stood his moral ground amongst the corruption finding a loophole in The Hatters desire for control.
After his banishment from the Kingdom for allowing an outsider through to the realms of wonderland, The Rabbit posed one last request to the Queen Of Hearts: an exchange for a beauty beneath the mask The Hatter used to control Rab
Prestigious Mr Hare
Jack The Hare was once quite the joker, allies would relish in his humor during the copious amounts of tea parties he hosted serving the finest of butters. But they weren’t all that much for butter, they’d much preferred the company of his chum; The Hatter, who rivaled Jack with his own lavish tea parties. Hatter was effortless at throwing tea-parties, a trade the Hare aspired. But who could fault such a charming man, not Hare... In fact he thought himself lucky to be his right-arm guy, at least
Imagine the things which don’t seem plausible, then in time would reveal all. If you could imagine the unquestionable you can imagine the caterpillar, should you not fear knowing all. There are some things we are not meant to know, within the caterpillar is more of an understanding, perhaps an unconscious power. You should remember to feed your head, However at the risk of losing it completely, or worse.. a mind lost within a vessel.
A thirst for knowledge leads to addiction, an addiction for k
My Precious Hatter
The Hatter pulls all the strings in this story, mad with power & consumed by material goods. The Hatter always knew he was meant for more & would rise to the top walking over who ever stood in his path. Even as a waifish works-man crafting hats, he would out do the rest with the most lavish hats - the more lavish the better he’d point out. Isn’t that what everyone wants? & if that wasn’t enough to wheel you’d surely be persuaded by his charm, which made an excellent negotiating skill when profi
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NEXUS july 13th-17th 2014
NONSENCE september 21st-28th 2014
In order of most deadly, the characters found in the stories you’ve come to know are represented as the Seven Deadly Sins as a play on the means of the title Rabbit Holes. Rabbit Holes is presented as ‘windows to realms that we all know, or like to believe. You meet the characters in their natural habitats all with their own stories to tell.
Each character plays a certain role to the narrative adjacent the traits of their sin. Some of these characters may be friends (or at least they used to be), others enemies (maybe the root of others downward spiral).
Sometimes their paths meet, some choose to avoid each other altogether while others enjoy nothing more than to ponder or plot about others day on end, wondering how they fell into the whole paradox in the first place.