What Was Once Lost

It wasn't long before I lost the white rabbit. I was now in the middle of a forest with no clue how to get anywhere. I suppose I should have known that even a rabbit weighed down by a trench coat would still be faster than I.

I kicked a stick into the brush just a few feet to my left after a small drop off. My legs were aching from running and I had a few scrapes on my legs from thorns, but other than that I was still one peace. I guess I have to learn to be grateful for the small things.

Walking down a muddy trail, I took in a deep breath. There was something magical about these woods; I felt like I could smell the water mixing with the dirt, and hear the roots quenching their thirst. It's an odd sensation, but not a bad kind. Everything was lush and green, and what little bits of the sky I could see were bluer than ever. I wonder if I have found myself in another world, different from where I awoke, and different from Camelot.

I eventually came upon a well. It looked old with pieces of it chipped off here and there, but it still had a rope in decent shape connected to a bucket. There was a sign on the well made of old wood that said the water in this well was magical and if you drank the water it would return something once lost to you.

With my condition there was no way I could pass it up. Even if it wasn't true, i could feel magic was around, so what's the risk? I cranked the arm which pulled the bucket from the depths of the well. The water smelled pure and magical, and a cup floated on top of its surface. I took the cup and scooped some of the water out of the bucket and took a small taste. The water didn't taste too different, there is something that sets it apart, but I could not tell you what it is.

After waiting a minute or two, I figured there was no magic and set the cup down to walk away. It was at that moment I heard a timid voice speak,

"Have you lost something?"

I turned quickly to see the white rabbit, now holding an umbrella. "Yes... Yes I have." I said to the rabbit.

His ears twitched, "And what might that be?"

"My Memory."

"Oh, I find that is very inconvenient."

"Yes...." I was now a bit weary of this rabbit, curious how I never thought twice about chasing such a weird creature.

"Well," He said as he handed me his umbrella. "You'll be wanting that, it will rain soon. Now, come along, we have things to do."

There is no doubt that this rabbit is one of the weirdest creatures. I feel it is like that crazy rabbit from Alice in Wonderland, yet combined with Jiminy Cricket. Funny how I remember others' stories, but not my own. Yet, perhaps this rabbit knows something about me, maybe he will restore the thing I have lost.