<strong>Name:</strong>Cinnamon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Park, with a loaf of bread.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Andrew, Andy and Drew.  But mostly Andy.<br/><br/>Once a week and twice on Tuesdays Cinnamon crept out when she knew the Knave went to tea and the Hare went...actually, Cinnamon did not know where the Hare went, which was fine so long as she did not run across them.  It was her habit...to avoid everyone since she'd come of age.  She planned on keeping it a habit for quite a long time.<br/><br/>She was also probably going to die very young.<br/><br/>But it was Tuesday and as is custom on Tuesdays, Cinna stole a loaf of bread from the kitchen at the hotel and took the backstreets to the park, her tattered and worn little dress flirting about the very tops of her knees, shaggy hair cut chin length and left to flounce on the breeze.  Cinna was nothing special to look at, there is nothing to identify her from the rest of the tarts at a glance and she doesn't get along very well with her sisters.<br/><br/>People keep talking about her future and that too, is something that she doesn't want to think about.<br/><br/>Cinna wants a world where things are...bright, where the people are nice.  Where no one bleeds.  Because Cinnamon is quite terrified of blood, especially hers.  And it's usually quiet over here, near the pond.  There are ducks and she can feed them and hide in the great bronze statue of Alice.  She truly must be wonderful to be so remembered but..Cinna's never seen her.   Her sister said she saw her once, in passing. Her second cousin twice removed said that he'd touched her hand.<br/><br/>And it was misting rain.<br/><br/>"Here ducky ducky ducky."<br/><br/>Not all of them are alive. In fact, there are several floating upside down and dead.<br/><br/>"Hey goose goose goos...."<br/><br/>Cinna didn't finish though, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth and her head canted to the side as she sat the bread beside her and crawled around the base of the statue to peer past the corner to the other side.  No one ever invaded her sanctuary.<br/><br/><em>We?</em>