A mass is being sung as thunder echoes and ominous church bells ring taking us to another world and a very, very different vision of Wonderland. For here we have Wonderland after Redd’s apocalyptic coup has destroyed everything and sent Alyss into exile. Dodge sings of this lost world, backed by the voices of the loyal Alyssians who have pledged to defy the rule of Redd and wait for the return of Alyss. But the shock and the horror have stunned them all. Like walking dead, they must carry on, for if not them, who?
While Wonderland writhes under Redd’s rule, Alyss the child dreams of returning to her Queendom in a matter-of-fact, serenely self-assured description of exactly how she will return to Wonderland.
A wail... cuts across a lost landscape of shattered glass as the sound of whips cracking cut through with an urgent rhythm. A woman’s voice alternately lures and informs as it explains how to get where you want to go. Is it Genevieve directing her daughter in the intricacies of mirror logic? Or is it her deceptive aunt, Redd, luring her home thru the looking glass?
Royal Tutor Bibwit Harte, Wonderland’s six foot tall alabaster skinned albino, issues a call to arms in the endless war for Imagination.
The authoritative voice of the tutor responsible for the education of Wonderland’s Queens is not to be ignored. Find Alyss and bring her home or... burn in Wonderland.
What she needs is a different sky. The Lost Princess explores London in the hope of finding the puddle that will take her home. Recalling only a few words of instruction she allows herself to be led in a hopeful trance to no ordinary water... in search of puddles where no puddles should be.
When Alyss Heart does finally travel home to Wonderland via a puddle the effect of portal travel is so luminous, floating and free to her courier heart
that she trances into a state of portal decompression and must be revived upon her emergence through the Pool of Tears.
Lost from each other for 13 years, Alyss and Dodge engage in a slow, cool chase as they mirror each other’s love. Alyss pursues while Dodge waits... far too polite for this Queen’s taste.