Alice has forgotten who she is...
She lost her memory and was wearing a lavender tutu decorated with lace ribbons, long white stockings, dark purple short boots, and a round hat on her light golden curly hair.
There was a clear stream behind her, and her face was reflected in the quiet water. Round cheeks, a faint blush, and bright green eyes. Familiar and strange at the same time.
She felt like she was in a dream.
She turned around.
In front of me is a vast golden field with ruined daisies growing on it. A narrow, trodden dirt road snaked in front of her.
She hesitated and walked along the only road...