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“Anon, to sudden silence won,

        In fancy they pursue

The dream-child moving through a land

        Of wonders wild and new,

In friendly chat with bird or beast –

        And half believe it true.

(…)

Thus grew the tale of Wonderland:

        Thus slowly, one by one,

Its quaint events were hammered out –

        And now the tale is done,

And home we steer, a merry crew,

        Beneath the setting sun”

•  Lewis Caroll, Alice in Wonderland, 1865
  

This is not a tale of Alice. But of you. The spectator.

The witness to this day and age, of stories yet unwritten.

Kristin Austreid, …