On the 6 Year anniversary of Elphaba Thropp's aka The Wicked Witch of The West 'demise' everyone through all of Oz celebrates, but one, Glinda The Good, Mourns and Remembers The Wicked, otherwise known as her friend. May continue if so inclined. Please read and constructive criticism please. (Gelphie, as most of my fic's will be. Glinda x Elphaba)

Elphaba ponders over her life during her illicit love affair with Fiyero. Book-verse, semi-songfic. Cover picture credit goes to The-Wicked-Club on deviantart

Set during her time in Kiamo Ko. The Witch ends up all by herself on a mountain, in the middle of a night. She can't really be sure who she is anymore. I'm out on the edge and I'm screaming my name Like a fool at the top of my lungs Sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I'm alright But it's never enough

Contrary to popular belief, Elphaba did have feelings for green eyed, black haired Liir. Liir/Elphie family fic. Enjoy!

This is a SEQUEL to "Prisoner of War." Newly married, Fiyero and Elphaba head to Shiz.

AU. Fiyeraba. The Scrow and Arjiki are at war when Frex drags his daughter Elphaba to help him preach to the Scrow. But before Frex can get any converts, there is an ambush. Elphaba is torn away from her family and captured to be a bed slave.