Losing Scarlet and Sanity to a Raven and a Desk

"_Riddle me this…Why is a raven like a writing desk?_" said Time deviously, "_If you don't find the answer, you'll never see scarlet again and chaos will fill the land of wonders!_"

Time disappeared, leaving The Hatter alone. "_What am I to do?_" He said.

He put years of thought into it.

*Why is a raven like a writing desk?* *Neither should be loaded into a gun…neither should be placed in the ocean...* *Neither should be vaccinated…neither would be a very good opera singer...* *Neither…neither…*

And so on, and so forth, until one day it struck him.

"_My answers don't answer the question! It's not 'Why is a writing desk like a raven?' What characteristic does a raven have similar to a writing desk?_"

But he had gone mad as a result.

The answer was in the question. WHY is a raven like a writing desk? not 'IN WHAT WAY…' nor 'HOW…'

He need not know the similarity, but rather the reasoning…

·Because it is·

Alice sat down to have tea with a crazy, colorblind, old hatter, and his imaginary friends.