When Glinda finally stopped crying, she realized how dirty her beautiful dress had gotten. She would have to wash it out herself, or the servants would get suspicious.
Glinda reached for her long wand, and found it laying upon an oval piece of green glass.
Strange, Glinda thought. I don't remember that being there before...
Overcome with fatigue, Glinda stumbled on her knees while reaching for the glass. Her hand came down next to the glass and mysteriously, the ground moved...downward.
Glinda gasped with surprise and pulled back abruptly. After clearing away more rubble, her hand came in contact with a cold door handle.
Beneath the pale seeing glass once there laid the emerald lass...Of course, Glinda thought, a smile forming across her lips. It was so clever... and just Elphie's style! To fool the world in believing she had melted, but slipping into a trapdoor right below her feet.
And Glinda had no doubt in her mind that the letter Elphaba had received from Fiyero had had to do with this. If this was indeed Fiyero's castle, he knew all the tricks.
Glinda glanced around once again before pocketing the green glass and pulling the door open. Cool, musty air came up from the hole. Glinda shuddered at the thought of going down into the pitch darkness, but she knew that if she didn't have a choice, if she wanted to find Elphaba.
Glinda lowered herself into the hole, cursing her balloon of a skirt, and was surprised to find it wasn't deep at all. There were three small stone steps, and then her foot hit dirt. After murmuring a small incantation, a small ball of light lit the room, and Glinda saw what was all around her.
The area wasn't very big at all. A small chair stood in one corner, and there was a cupboard on one part of the wall. Glinda heaved it open to find it empty. Her heart sunk. Strange, she hadn't even realized she was expecting something in there.
As Glinda turned to the other side of the hideaway, the clouds above parted to reveal the moon. It had gotten dark while Glinda wasn't looking. Dark enough for the moon to come out and illuminate the other side of the room.
And the trunk sitting next to that burnt broom.
A/N: ok I know its short, im sorry! Please don't eat me!
