Disclaimer:
If it was mine I wouldn't be
writing fanfic about it…actually knowing me I might laughs, point
is: it's not mine.
The Mythical Sea
Elphaba Thropp stood by herself, though Fiyero was not far away, looking at the enormous sand hills they had come across on their second day in this new world. The air was heavy with damp and the wind flowing over the sand had an odd smell to it, a scent that reminded Elphaba of a book she'd read once.
--Flashback--
Shiz (between Popular and One Short Day)
"Reading again, Miss Elphaba?" asked Galinda, trying and failing to mimic the sarcastic tone her roommate used when asking 'doing your hair again, Miss Galinda?'
"Reading broadens the mind, Miss Galinda," replied Elphaba absently, as she turned to the next page of her book.
"And what are you reading?" demanded Galinda petulantly. Elphaba sighed softly, Galinda was obviously in one of her attention demanding moods, and held up the book so her friend could read the title.
"The Mythical Sea: A Collection of Essays on the Theory of Oceans," read Galinda then frowned. "You mean it's a book about that crazy idea that there are giant lakes full of salty water out there somewhere! What are you reading that for? If you're so desperate for reading material I have the latest fashion periodicals from home and you're welcome to borrow them."
"I don't think it's a 'crazy idea', as you put it," replied Elphaba. "This is a serious scientific book, which proves that oceans could exist."
"But a theory means it can't be proven doesn't it?" argued Galinda, more for the sake of arguing than because she was interested in the subject.
"It could be proven though, as soon as someone finds an ocean to prove that they exist."
"And who would go and do something like that?" retorted Galinda dismissively.
"Well I would," replied Elphaba quietly, tilting her head forward as she spoke so that her hair covered her face.
"Oh," murmured Galinda.
The room was quiet after that, Elphaba went back to her book with a distinctly offended air about her and Galinda fell into an embarrassed silence.
The next day Elphaba and Galinda left for the Emerald City and never spoke of the subject again.
--End Flashback--
Elphaba climbed the sand dunes stumbling often and beheld the no longer mythical sea. It reminded her of Galinda, now Glinda, and with the saltwater blowing against her face to conceal the evidence she finally cried. Tears of regret for all the things she couldn't change, the things she had done, the things she should have done, and for the first and dearest friend she had ever had left alone to believe her dead.
In far away Oz Glinda the Good opened the Grimmerie and found an inscription (that made her realise the gift wasn't a s spur of the moment as it had seemed), it read:
True friendship is as rare a gift as love,
Like love can never be forgotten.
True friends can always be found,
Beyond the Mythical Sea.