Thank you to anyone who is going to stick w/ me! I love you! And a round of applause to (drumroll)…. GalindaKnowsPopular, Cate/Caitlinda/Little Bird, bublesnbrooms, and animeluvr1 for being my first reviewers! (cheers) Now, I know that this is kind of short still, and kind of stupid, but just read it first, and then you can yell at me all you want!
Also, I invented my own way of classifying time. I am also using real-life months.
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Glinda gasped. Fiyero! She hadn't heard from him in twenty-five years! Wait, wasn't he dead? Scanning the page eagerly, Glinda read:
2 April 3048, Ozian date.
To my old friend Miss Glinda,
This may seem strange, me writing to you now. I do realize it has been quite a long time, but I know that being the understanding person you are, Glinda, you'll hear me out.
Glinda snorted. She had stopped being understanding soon after her marriage. But, she read on:
Firstly, I will confess to you. I lied to you that day we had tea in the Florinthwaite Club so many years ago. Now, I'm sure you suspected it, but I had been seeing Elphaba when you asked, and quite regularly. Actually, we were having an affair.
"I knew it!" Glinda cried aloud triumphantly. Fiyero had seemed quite uneasy when the conversation drifted towards Elphie. Too uneasy, like he was trying to hide something.
Well, I will sum up the long and quite complicated story for you: Elphaba had been involved in some sort of terrorist act against the Wizard around the time we talked. (I'm not sure what she was doing, for she never let me in on her secrets.) On Lurlinemas Eve that year, I was captured by the Gale Force. I wasn't killed, but beaten badly, and then sent to a high-security prison in the Sour Sands. It was there that I learned of Elphie's "death." When I was freed, on the day the Wizard left, I went to Kiamo Ko, the Wicked Witch of the West's (quite a catchy title, isn't it?) fortress, and my home. I was hoping to find some of my old things to sell to obtain some money, but instead, I found Elphie, nearly dead, but still breathing.
Glinda felt her heart stop. Elphie was alive! She almost started dancing for joy, and an elaborate plan to find her old friend formed in her mind. A delicate strand of hope wove through Glinda.
For many years, we lived hidden in a cave in the Lesser Kells. Of course, it was impossible to contact you, as you, I'm sure, believed Elphaba was dead. So we stayed alone, in our cozy cave, for ten years. It was actually quite easy to get away with. Who searches for a dead person?
Well, a month ago, Elphaba passed away.
The delicate strand of hope snapped.
She was too cooped up. I think being hidden away for so many years just wasted her. Glinda, I can't even begin to explain how painful it all was. This is the worst pain I've ever felt in my life. Damn, I loved her.
Now that this story is somewhat explained, I'll reveal why I am writing. The day after Elphaba died, I went through her things. Under the mattress, I found all of these letters. Apparently, over these years, she had been writing letters to you, but never posting them, obviously. I thought you may want them. I put them in the order that she wrote them. Maybe you'll find out some more about her.
Now I know you'll have questions, but don't bother looking for me. By the time you read this, I will be far away from Gillikin. I've found a nice little spot where I will live out my days until I see Elphie again.
Your old and lonely friend,
Fiyero
Glinda's thoughts ran through her mind uncontrollably. Elphie hadn't died that night. She had written to her! Tentatively, as though she could feel her old friend's spirit wafting through the air, Glinda reached for the first letter.
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