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dark rabbit hole

day five 

1/5/2016

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Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, 'Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!'
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    Text by Lewis Carroll. Images by Rebecca Melenka. Doll by Takara. Happy Wonderings.

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  • The Absinthe Minded Curator
  • Blog
  • The High Anxiety Studio
  • Museum of Wayward Girls
    • Ferris Wheel
    • Lavander Fields
    • Lewis Bleu
  • Exhibits
    • 3 Dozen Blythe [...]
    • Cracked Dolls (Spring 2019)
    • Frivolous Artefacts
  • poetry for sale
  • About
  • Contact
  • Marianne
  • dark rabbit hole
  • beautiful things
  • Back Room Musings