And there was definitely a sense of vertigo here, a dizziness Katara had nevrer found herself facing before as she headed down, up, a direction that made little sense but kept going, trying to look for the answer in the question of where she was going and who she would meet. If she'd ever heard the story of Alice, she would have likened it to falling down a rabbot hole: except no rabbits.

Roxie's world was more than enough of a trip in and of itself.