Update for those new to The Clock Strikes Black
Welcome to my Tumblr! This page is dedicated to the After Alice book series which begins with “The Clock Strikes Black”. “The Clock Strikes Black” is a novel that has yet to be published (I’m still trying to gain followers interested in purchasing it) and focuses on Wonderland after Alice grows up.
We follow the Mad Hatter, who is driven even further insane with Alice’s disappearance and slowly slips into madness as Wonderland around him falls into ruin.
The novel follows the main character, Emeline De Vane, after she is kidnapped by the Mad Hatter, who has mistaken her for Alice. We follow her through a destructive Wonderland as she tries to find her way home, meeting many of the familiar ‘Alice’ characters along the way.
I hope to find many more people interested in my novel series, welcome the newcomers, and thank those who are still following me! Thank you!
I have grown tired of being alone
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The Mad Hatter, “The Clock Strikes Black”
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I will trap you in a love so deep that you can never leave
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The Mad Hatter, “The Clock Strikes Black”
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“Alice was always trapped in a dream”
- The Mad Hatter, “The Clock Strikes Black”
One day she will forget me
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The Mad Hatter, “The Clock Strikes Black”
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“The Clock Strikes Black”
- Alice, “The Clock Strikes Black”
But in the end, it wasn’t really real. Was it?
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Alice in Wonderland, “The Clock Strikes Black”
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- Alice, “The Clock Strikes Black”
“She had never been all there.”
- The Mad Hatter, “The Clock Strikes Black”
It was a cost far greater than he could ever give
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Narrative about The Mad Hatter
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He had forgotten the real reason for wanting a heart
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Narrative about The Mad Hatter, “The Clock Strikes Black”
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Excerpt
His name was whispered two more times before The Hatter was able to turn to her, his fragile eyelids red and watering with a weakness that was unheard of.
“Alice?”
The normally-strengthened tone held such a helplessness that it almost broke her heart. His hands cupped her face in a tender arch as though she could break at any second, continuously whispering her name in fearful abandon. Trembling arms wrapped around her like wayward thorns as his body collapsed against her without warning.
