I have news...
Bad News: I won't be here all this upcoming week because of camp, so don't expect any stories from me...
Bad News #2: My reviewer is not working on some stories. If you published a new chapter and know I have reviewed in the past, I did read it! I just can't review...(darn Internet)
Good news: I saw a theatre performance of the Wizard of Oz with Fizz Wizz and my Mother! It was her first time to ever see it, no wonder she didn't understand Wicked! (my mom, not Fizz Wizz). The performance was amazing! Especially the Dorothy! She would make an excellent Nessarose or Glinda, her voice was so pretty...more to come in future stories about it!
Even Better news: I SEE WICKED NEXT WEEK! YAY! I'm going with RU and Phoenix, it's going to be so fun!
OK, the Authors note is getting long...on to the story!
Disclaimer: See The Ultimate Disclaimer by myself.
Two girls sat on a blanket, gazing up at the night sky. The taller and greener of the two raised an arm to point out a constellation to her blounde companion, who turned towards her friend. "Elphie," she whispered, afraid to disturb the peacefulness of the Collage grounds, "Why do the stars take to form of people, who are they?"
Elphaba smiled, "There is an old legends that says whenever a person has lived a selfless life and has done good for others and Oz, they are put in the stars when they die, to honor them. That way, people who live a thousand years after can still look up and remember the good done by that person." She pointed towards the sky, "See that one right there?"
"Yeah.."
"Thats Athana, Kumbrica and Lurine's younger sister. She was the one who ended the major war between the two and compromised by putting a bit of good and evil into everyone. Without her, the world would be black-and-white and extremely unfair."
"Oh, I get it! Hey Elphie...do you think we'd ever be put up there?"
Elphaba laughed, "You might, Galinda, but I doubt I'll ever be put up in the stars. I guess the future generations will be able to tell us, won't they?"
"I suppose so...but I want to know now!" Galinda whined, Elphaba just rolled her eyes.
Many years later, Glinda sat on her balcony, looking up at the sky. As her eyes swept across the stars, taking in every constellation, a new formation caught her eye. She wasn't too surprised when she noticed the shape of it, though. Gazing down upon Oz, the figure of a Witch was a large, pointy hat sat in the stars. Glinda smiled at it, Elphaba had been wrong. It was not the Good Witch to be but in the sky, it was the Wicked one. She had finally been appreciated for all her good deeds, if not by the people, then by the stars of Oz themselves.
Pretty please review! It will make me feel happy before I leave all next week for camp (no electronics there...how will I live without music?) Anyway, I really appreciate it. Reviews are my reward for writing so much...
Thanks!
P.S. Bonus points if you can name the Broadway song that inspired this one (it REALLY is not that hard)