When a coup tears a hole straight through Wonderland, you and the others who fall through it don’t land back home, you land somewhere the old magic was never meant to reach, in the middle of a truce already one bad night from breaking. Caught between a fractured kingdom’s power vacuum and a camp split down the middle by an uneasy peace, you find yourself pulled toward both sides at once trusted fully by neither.

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