The Magic Box, Wednesday

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Elsa was actually a little impressed as she stepped into the Magic Box today to see that not only was the place still decorated for Hallowe'en, but one of the skeletons had been dressed up for the occasion with a bright silk cloak and a little staff glued into his bony hand.

Elsa figured that if this was going to be a running theme around here, clearly the thing to do would be to weave a crown out of various herbs and grasses that they had in stock, to decorate one of the styrofoam jack o'lanterns near the back.

So she was occupying herself with that, humming softly with the flicker of her candles nearby.

At least the lights were on today.

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The Park [Wednesday Afternoon]

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One of the bad things about this island, Hatter had found, was that it could get right boring when you let it. If you stayed inside and stared at the walls, you found yourself nearly ready to kick a hole in the nearest wall just to get some fresh air. So, fresh air was what Hatter was getting today.

He found that he continued to like the park for reasons that he couldn't really pinpoint. He guessed Alice would have liked something like this, sitting near a pond and talking quietly before she got bored and decided she wanted to teach him self defense or go somewhere else.

But, she wasn't here and Hatter was decidedly not thinking about her. Not at all. He was reading the local paper and sipping a tea that was currently settled on the bench beside him. The flamingos were a little loud today and it was distracting him.

"Would you quiet down?" he asked, frowning. "I don't have any food and even if I did, I wouldn't share it with you. It'd be for me."

And now he was talking to the flamingos. Fantastic.

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