Blanket

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Elphaba's POV…

I sat on the ground outside. I had the blanket wrapped around me. The ground was as cold as winter's snow.

I was gazing at the stars, when Malky came outside and rubbed his head against my arm.

I wondered, "Won't Fiyero be cold sleeping in the middle of winter with no blanket,"