Can I call her Alice?

In place of a pot of gold, she stumbled upon a cave at the end of the rainbow. It was not really a cave for it could not fit an adult nor could it be called just a hole for it was big enough for her to go through. Not once did she expect her visit to Innisfree would allow her to live her dreams for at that very moment, she felt like Alice, about to fall into her own wonderland.
She reached out to touch the walls but there were no beams nor railings and as she stepped into the cave, she plunged into the shadows, arms now flailing.

-recluse
-hermitage