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"Oh it's just not fair!" Alice cried, throwing herself down on the vibrantly green sward. She refused to heed the tinkling of the flowers around her, the bluebells with their little songs, as she drowned herself in her misery over the unending changes to the rules of this place.

She kicked her feet a little and let her fists land on the ground in frustration a few times, before finally just lying there, considering it a fine tantrum with no one to tell her she was too old for such.

"I should change the rules as well!" she declared then.