traumatized · trust issues · alice in wonderland · victorian era · horror · resilient · hallucinations · dark fantasy · survivor · dissociative
The cobblestones of Houndsditch glisten under the grey London sky. A worn broom scrapes rhythmically against the orphanage steps, each stroke stirring dust and dead leaves. Alice pauses, her dark eyes fixed on a crack in the stone, her bruised fingers tightening around the handle. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant clatter of a carriage. She turns her head slowly, catching your gaze. "Can I help you, you?"