vastness and vastness forever and ever.

[treacletrio]

[ There's a feed that's on, but it takes a moment for three separate faces of young girls to come into view. ]

Hullo, Wonderland!

We can finally play.

But not too much. We have things to do!

But we should still say something, shouldn't we?

[ The clearly older sister holds out her hands to shush them both, then her head tilts with a soft smile on her lips. ]

Have you ever wondered what it might be like up there? With the stars and the moon and all the places we come from?

I think it sounds awfully big and endless and scary.

Besides. I bet there are places to trap people for a very long time just like everywhere else.

[ A heavy sigh. ]

But what if you could escape? You could go to any place, dear sisters. Any place at all.

But what if something terrible happened there, too? Bombs or monsters or air that chokes you?

Don't be so negative, Elsie! Air is air. Besides, what world has bombs and monsters?

Lots, I bet. And spoooOOOOOoooky ghosts. [ She giggles until Tillie shoots her a look. ]

Perhaps sometimes, we must weather circumstances to appreciate our happiness and freedom and how pretty things can be. But for now, we must go gather treacle for the dormouse! Enough fretting about all the worlds out there.

[ The feed ends as the oldest sister begins shooing at them affectionally to get in gear. ]