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The clock chimes three times. Trying to ignore it, I grasp my cup of coffee and bring it to my lips. Before I have time to take a sip, the white rabbit emerges from the coffee. The rabbit darts a glance at the clock then stares at me. “Time to go,” he says and fastens the clock to the pocket of his waistcoat with a golden chain. As we dive into the coffee, I wonder how a clock as tall as the room can fit into the miniscule pocket of the rabbit and how the thin golden chain can hold it there. I am about to ask the rabbit, but the brown curtain is lifted and we are at a theatre stage that looks like a courtroom. The three judges at the bench are birds in black robes, the sleeves of which are adorned with three rows of red hearts. The judge sitting at the centre is a crow and wears golden-framed glasses; the judge on his left is a duck and the one on his right is a sort of a woodpecker crowned with a huge red crest. All three remind me of the cartoons I used to watch on TV when I was a little girl.
“Silence,” caws the crow-judge in a raucous voice while the woodpecker hammers his beak on the table. In the courtroom there is no audience (the white rabbit and I are out of the stage so we hardly count as court audience) so I don’t see why the crow-judge demands silence. “Robin Hatter, will you stand up?”
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The clock chimes three times. Trying to ignore it, I grasp my cup of coffee and bring it to my lips. Before I have time to take a sip, the white rabbit emerges from the coffee. The rabbit darts a glance at the clock then stares at me. “Time to go,” he says and fastens the clock to the pocket of his waistcoat with a golden chain. As we dive into the coffee, I wonder how a clock as tall as the room can fit into the miniscule pocket of the rabbit and how the thin golden chain can hold it there. I am about to ask the rabbit, but the brown curtain is lifted and we are at a theatre stage that looks like a courtroom. The three judges at the bench are birds in black robes, the sleeves of which are adorned with three rows of red hearts. The judge sitting at the centre is a crow and wears golden-framed glasses; the judge on his left is a duck and the one on his right is a sort of a woodpecker crowned with a huge red crest. All three remind me of the cartoons I used to watch on TV when I was a little girl.
“Silence,” caws the crow-judge in a raucous voice while the woodpecker hammers his beak on the table. In the courtroom there is no audience (the white rabbit and I are out of the stage so we hardly count as court audience) so I don’t see why the crow-judge demands silence. “Robin Hatter, will you stand up?”
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This story was written for an anthology that would honor the anniversary of Lewis Caroll. The editor kept post-poning the anthology and it is not yet out. I thought it was a pity to waste this story, so I sent it to Danse Macabre. One reason why I wanted this story to be published was that Michael Cheval had read and enjoyed it and he kindly gave permission to use his artwork to illustrate it. Michael Cheval is an artist I admire a lot - to have a story with his artwork published was a great honor for me.
The other reason is that I really enjoyed writing this story. For some reason, all this crazy stuff came out of my head and was tranfered on paper as swiftly as the Ace came out of Lord Cheshire Cat's sleeve in the story.
I hope you will enjoy it- it's not too long either.
Many sincere thanks to Michael Cheval for allowing me to use his magnificent artwork with the story and to Adam Henry Carrière for publishing the story so fast.
The story is ©Sissy PANTELIS & DANSE MACABRE -ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
This story was written for an anthology that would honor the anniversary of Lewis Caroll. The editor kept post-poning the anthology and it is not yet out. I thought it was a pity to waste this story, so I sent it to Danse Macabre. One reason why I wanted this story to be published was that Michael Cheval had read and enjoyed it and he kindly gave permission to use his artwork to illustrate it. Michael Cheval is an artist I admire a lot - to have a story with his artwork published was a great honor for me.
The other reason is that I really enjoyed writing this story. For some reason, all this crazy stuff came out of my head and was tranfered on paper as swiftly as the Ace came out of Lord Cheshire Cat's sleeve in the story.
I hope you will enjoy it- it's not too long either.
Many sincere thanks to Michael Cheval for allowing me to use his magnificent artwork with the story and to Adam Henry Carrière for publishing the story so fast.
The story is ©Sissy PANTELIS & DANSE MACABRE -ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
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I think I'll follow that trail of crumbs. Looks good so far.