Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked, big surprise.
A/N: I've been a Wicked fan for about two and a half months, and have been wanting to try my had at writing some fanfics for it. I've been partially inspired by others who are posting drabbles, and decided it'd be a fun way to get started. Now, November is National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo, for short), in which the goal of participants is to write a novel of 50,000 words. I participated last year, but this year I know there's no way I'd be able to finish. So instead I'm kind of combining the two concepts, and my goal is to write 100 Wicked drabbles in the month of November. Hence, Wicked Drabble Writing Month (WiDraWriMo). All drabbles will be 100 words exactly. Updates will probably be sporadic, but should consist of multiple drabbles added at once. So, wish me luck, and off I go!
Ache
Neither her coldness nor fear accounted for the ache she felt deep inside. Though she was no stranger to pain (she'd had enough rejection and humiliation to last lifetimes) this was one she couldn't place.
She pulled the cloak tighter around herself as she hurried through the dark cover of the trees, and the ache grew stronger as her mind flashed to Glinda placing the cloak over her shoulders only hours earlier.
That's when she identified it, and understood why she had failed to do so sooner. She missed who she left behind. She'd never had anyone to miss before.