Elphaba was born green.

That's the first thing to be said about her life. Born with green skin that her father immediately cursed her for. Her mother hardly wanted anything to do with her.

The only one who did...a Quadling by the name of Turtle Heart.

But on the day her sister was born, that was changed. Turtle Heart disappeared, never to be seen again. And Nessarose...poor Nessarose, born with no arms. Nanny took care of her, took care of them both.

Then came Shell. Named after the Quadling both Melena and Frex loved. A perfectly normal child - normal skin, arms that worked and existed But at the cost, their mother's life was lost.

Not much else could be said about her childhood life. She grew up, ignoring the remarks about her skin. Developing a snarky attitude, she fired back whenever someone said something - if she didn't just ignore them.

She lived in this way, not allowing herself to get close to anyone, for many years. Up until she went to Shiz University, which changed her life.

Galinda was born to Larena and Highmuster. Two high-class Gillikins, they taught Galinda how to behave properly like a lady.

She learned how to charm people into getting what she wanted, wrapping men around her finger. She learned to manipulate others. With a smile and a toss of her hair, she had everyone around her dashing to do what she wanted.

But as she grew older, it never felt right. Something always felt off, as if she was missing something.

It wasn't until she got to Shiz University that she found out what.

Stepping onto campus, it seemed like Shiz University was everything Elphaba could have ever wanted. Here, finally, she'd have a chance for change. A chance to change her life, to prove to others that she was more than just someone with green skin.

And maybe, just maybe, she'd get a chance to change what's been happening with the Animals.

Galinda was furious. First, she had to sit next to a Goat in the train ride to Shiz, and her Ama wasn't there when she arrived. After some arguing with the headmistress Madame Morrible, she's now expected to room with...with - a horrible green thing!

She decides she'll loathe her for as long as she lives, and for every life she lives after that.

After Dr. Dillamond's death - his imurder/i - everything seemed to change. Ama Clutch also died, something that affected Galinda greatly. She changed her name to Glinda in honor of Dr. Dillamond, and began to almost fear her magic. Elphaba and Glinda had started to grow closer and closer.

But that seemed to stop as Elphaba almost pushed Glinda away. She stayed up later and later, closed herself off. She dedicated herself to continuing Dr. Dillamond's research.

But try as she did to keep Glinda away, she couldn't help but feel drawn to her. It wasn't long before she became devoted to the blonde, loving her with all her heart.

And Glinda loved her in return. Even with everything happening, Elphaba considered herself lucky for that. She could only hope it would last.

They traveled to the Emerald City, with Elphaba ready to tell the Wizard of what she had discovered. But Glinda could hardly focus on that. Rather, she spent their journey loving Elphaba with all she had, and making sure the green girl knew.

She couldn't shake the feeling that everything would change after this meeting.

They met the Wizard, and Elphaba couldn't help but be disgusted with what she heard. The walk back to the carriage, she couldn't stop thinking. Something had to change. And she had to help.

So with a kiss and a goodbye to Glinda, she left the blonde there with tears streaming down her face as she yelled out Elphaba's name.

But Elphaba didn't turn back.

Glinda returned to Shiz University alone, numb and tired. She knew things would change, but this drastically? She couldn't seem to focus on her studies, instead wishing she were with Elphaba. Wishing she hadn't left.

Wishing she had followed her.

She graduated Shiz University and married Chuffrey not long after. She couldn't seem to care much about him; he wasn't Elphaba.

She often wondered how she was doing. If Elphaba missed her.

She imagined she did, but so much time had passed - could Glinda really be certain?

Elphaba missed Glinda.

That was something that always seemed to haunt her, even years after she left the girl on the carriage.

She had an affair with Fiyero, but now he was gone, leaving her with a child she didn't really want. What she wanted was forgiveness from Fiyero's wife. For having his child, for being the reason he's dead. She didn't know exactly why.

But no matter what, she didn't get that forgiveness. It seemed to eat her from the inside out, but she couldn't do anything about it.

The only thing she could do was wish things were different.

Glinda did not have any children with Chuffrey, something she found she was rather grateful for. She couldn't stand having any children with her husband. And she had never liked them too much anyway.

But oh, how it made her feel so lonely in her big house.

Nessa was dead.

It seemed to strike Elphaba, and she was not sure how she was to feel.

All she knew was that she had to attend the funeral.

Glinda finally saw her again. Elphaba...so many years later. Too many years. But it wasn't long before she became angry at her. Glinda was flustered - she couldn't believe Elphaba would want shoes of all things! - and tried to make things right, to mollify the green witch, but nothing could seem to shake her mind.

And the last time they met - though of course, she wouldn't know this until much later - she called out to Elphaba...but the witch did not turn, and Glinda was left watching after her, wishing things were different.

After the death of her dead sister, Elphaba couldn't help but feel as though time sped up while also slowing down simultaneously. Eventually, she finally had her. Dorothy, here at Kiamo Ko.

A talk with her, before she got down to business.

She tried to get the shoes back - the shoes the shoes they're ihers!/i - but Dorothy refused.

And then - the girl asking for forgiveness. Oh, how similar! To be here, with the blubbering child begging her for forgiveness, forgiveness she sought after from Sarima but never got.

She wasn't given much time the ponder it, however, as soon her clothes caught fire.

It seemed only a clock tick passed before everything was gone.

There was a night where Lady Glinda just couldn't sleep. Whatever the reason, she got up and lit a candle in a window, looking out into the night sky and wondering what would have changed, had it all gone down just a little differently.

When Glinda died, it felt as though there was a suspended moment in the universe. A brief moment where everything seemed to change.

On the surface, everything was the same. People were born, they lived, they died. Their souls (if they ever had one) disappeared, perhaps going into the stars, or wherever one happened to believe their souls went.

But if one were to look closer, they'd realize the difference that was made.

Two lives, meant to intertwine from their beginning but deviated in their end, were given another chance.