A/N: This story is dedicated to anyone out there who will be the Wizard in Hedwig466's RPG, Dancing Through Life!
Now, it's time for... (drumroll) that random look into my personal life! I'm seeing Wicked Thursday! I can't wait! So, for the first time in months, I'm updating! Hooray! I shall be Elphaba for the second time in a row for Halloween, and I can't wait! I'm also going to coat my face and hands in green eye shadow and wear my new Elphaba costume to the Orpheum on Thursday! On Halloween, I'll wear paint, but eye shadow is so the Orpheum people don't get mad that I got paint all over their seats...
ALSO, CHECK OUT HEDWIG466'S RPG, DANCING THROUGH LIFE! WE NEED A WIZARD REALLY BADLY, AND NESSA/BOQ'S OPEN TOO! PLUS, WE HAVE COOKIES! (BAKED BY MYSELF)
Disclaimer: I do not own the Wizard. Who wants him, anyway? Hopefully someone does, because we seriously need one in Dancing Through Life!
Part III- The Wizard
The Wizard's eyes were rainy day grey. It was a dull, boring color, that matched the dull, boring Kansas prairies that he hailed from. No family, few friends; no one to keep him company except a flock of cattle.
Then there was Oz, overflowing with bright, vivid colors. The red-skinned Quadling people to the South, the blue-tattooed Vinkus tribes to the West, the bright crimson poppy fields… color was an important part of Oz indeed. Later, a yellow brick road, a pair of ruby red slippers, an emerald city.
And still, his eyes remained stone cold grey. His dark black hair faded to grey as well, and his face became withered with age.
Emerald green. His favorite color. The opposite of those dull Kansas prairies. Bright, vibrant, fresh, growing…
But never wicked.
A/N: Review, and I will personally arrange for Fiyero to deliver your virtual Wicked cookies! An remember to join Hedwig's RPG, especially if you want to be the Wizard!