"Perhaps," wondered Alice, her mood lifting slightly as she thought of her own Wonderland, tucked away safely in the corners of her mind, "it will have blue grass and butterflies with marbles for wings." It wouldn't have been the oddest thing she'd ever seen, that was for sure. But it could also be dangerous, and that was why Alice had her knife. She always carried the blade with her - it was no Vorpal Blade, but it had served her reasonably well, so far. Besides, she'd been practicing with it as she'd gotten healthier. IT helped that she was no longer skin and bone, anyway.