sunEdltye
Ex-Bluelighter
When Alice saw the two roads, she thought to herself, "Hmmm, which way do I go?".
"The way you go doesnt matter," said the Chesire Cat.
"What do you mean?" asked Alice.
"The two roads will eventually lead back into each other, so why choose a peticular one?" replied the Chesire Cat.
"That is only true if you are on a journey, or if your on an adventure. The path that leads back in the middle is the path that has the worst scenery. The road that doesnt lead to the middle is filled with fun and excitement."
The Chesire Cat thought for a minute before smiling and pointing that the paths. Suddenly, a third path appeared and the Chesire Cat faded away.
"Oh bother," cried Alice, "now what do I do!"
With a deep breath she set forth onto the middle road in hopes of finding the White Rabbit. No sooner has she hiked when suddenly a group of Octovots rolled around on their 8 wheels.
"Beep beep! Pardon me! Coming through!" they yelled.
The Octovots where little men who traveled by the leaves blowing in the wind. They had on football helmets and a t-shirt that was blue and white stripes.
In such a hurry they flooded into the woods where they vanished into the darkness of the trees. The road itself is strange. Following each brick lies a single flower following a brick again. Must mean a path that gets a lot of sun.
Let me move out, for I must find the White Rabbit!
Evan
"The way you go doesnt matter," said the Chesire Cat.
"What do you mean?" asked Alice.
"The two roads will eventually lead back into each other, so why choose a peticular one?" replied the Chesire Cat.
"That is only true if you are on a journey, or if your on an adventure. The path that leads back in the middle is the path that has the worst scenery. The road that doesnt lead to the middle is filled with fun and excitement."
The Chesire Cat thought for a minute before smiling and pointing that the paths. Suddenly, a third path appeared and the Chesire Cat faded away.
"Oh bother," cried Alice, "now what do I do!"
With a deep breath she set forth onto the middle road in hopes of finding the White Rabbit. No sooner has she hiked when suddenly a group of Octovots rolled around on their 8 wheels.
"Beep beep! Pardon me! Coming through!" they yelled.
The Octovots where little men who traveled by the leaves blowing in the wind. They had on football helmets and a t-shirt that was blue and white stripes.
In such a hurry they flooded into the woods where they vanished into the darkness of the trees. The road itself is strange. Following each brick lies a single flower following a brick again. Must mean a path that gets a lot of sun.
Let me move out, for I must find the White Rabbit!
Evan
