Elphaba was dead and Glinda was dying.
Ten years ago she started to die.
And she was still dying.
She was slowly dying from a broken heart.
"Glinda, I'm here" she heard a voice whisper into her ear.
The voice of the woman she'd been longing to hold for ten years.
"Elphie?" she asked timidly. Please don't let me wake up from this dream.
"Yeah, it's me. I love you, Glinda"
For the first time in ten years, Glinda felt alive