“Hurry, Alice.” the white rabbit quipped, looking over his shoulder to make sure she was keeping up.
“I don’t feel too good, I think there must be something in the water I drank.” Alice replied. “I feel all floaty light, like I might fly away.”
“Oh good, hopefully you fly quicker than you walk.” Rabbit said checking his watch impatiently.
Alice stopped, breathless. “Maybe I just need a good Earthing, I’ll take my shoes off and see if that helps.”
Frustrated with the lack of action the white rabbit hopped from foot to foot, “You’re a riot, Alice. What are you going to do next? A sun dance?”
“Maybe, but only if you join me. Now, where is it we’re heading again?” Alice asked looking a little bewildered.
“Narnia or perhaps you would prefer Oz but then we’d miss the biggest party Womderland has ever seen, or have you forgot about that too? You really are away with the faeries today!”
“We couldn’t possibly go to Oz today, Mr. Rabbit. I’ve left Toto in the house.” She laughed, picking up her shoes and starting to skip barefoot beside him, “I feel much better now anyway. Let’s go have some fun”
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