A Burning House

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You stare in disbelief at what is going on in your street tonight. Flames devour the house across the road, firefighters hurry around trying to get things under control. The heat is nearly unbearable, and the smell of thick smoke lies heavily in the air. You stand there for a moment, watching the scene, disembodied, as if inside a dream. A young firefighter, Sam, you know him from sight, asks you to stay back. For safety, you can’t go into your own house right now. Oh, and you’re tired from work. A young woman stands some distance away, staring at the fire like you. Covered with a hooded cloak, she stands still. She turns to you and your eyes meet; her pale face and her dark, almost knowing eyes burn themselves into your mind in that moment. There is fear, exhaustion, but also something else in her expression. Like a spark, full of energy. Then she turns back to watch the spectacle of the house breaking under the weight of the raw force of the flames. You get some tea from a helper. An older woman from the neighborhood, and you nod gratefully. “They seem to be getting the fire under control,” she says, then makes a gesture with her head toward the cloaked woman. “Poor thing. I can’t imagine how it must feel to lose your home like that.” You keep quiet and look back to the woman. It was her house. You have to admit, you didn’t even know who lived there before. You work a lot, and she kept to herself. You get up and decide to walk over to her.

Blue Caterpillar

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"Come over here, yes!" The Blue Caterpillar looks at the mechanical parts in your hands. "Those are perfect!" his eyes gleam from excitement. "Finally! Come, join me and witness a new age!" You stare at this creature with a mix of disbelief and curiosity. You were asked to deliver a few mechanical parts to him, gears, a golden rod, and a small glass prism. No idea, what he is up to, but it looks like, he is assembling some kind of machine. The wild orchids seem to bend in tension, a scent of fear in the air. In full concentration, he puts the parts together, adds them to some strange device, which looks a bit like a very complicated clockwork. What the hell are you doing here? Your gaze asks, though no words leave your lips. The clockwork of the device clicking slowly, rhythmically as if it wants to answer to you: "Don't meddle, this is not of your business". A breeze of cold, unsettling wind moves over your face, a distant thunder. Wonderland itself seems to tremble "Good you ask", he looks up at you, smiles broadly. "You will witness the most historical moment of our whole world. I will create the biggest bubble, you have ever seen. It will..." he seems to think of the right words".. completely scramble what you think is real. A distortion, a storm, and noise. Oh yes a lot of noise, a beautiful tune! You will love it!" he chuckles. "What...do you...is this machine?" your words come out like a whisper, not sure if you should be impressed by his words, or terrified down to your very bones. "I call this The Great Balancer! It will tear a hole into the cosmos and change everthing! We will be able to control the uncontrollable, change the unchangable. Wind, Sun, even the Gods. All will dance to our song!" You slowly shake your head. This can't be a good idea...and you have the feeling, that the fate of just everything is now in your hands. And still, his gleaming eyes fix on you. So sure you will stay and belong in his audience. #Crimson Secrets in Wonderland