I don’t understand why you don’t come closer, little girl, why are you afraid? But, hatter, it still seems unnatural. What if I collapse into another unknown world again? I don’t know what lies beyond your invitation. It’s not a key, it’s not a door. It’s a workshop like any other. It’s a place of possibilities, not certainties. Hatter, make me a tea of, say, hibiscus, and I’ll drink it slowly …
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