Chapter 5
Glinda's POV
I woke up to a dark room with only a candle as my light.
what happened? and where am I?
I saw the glint of a mirror in the corner so I went to look at myself. I was a mess. my hair was all scruffy, my cheekbones stood out a lot and I was very pale. why did I become like this?
Elphaba! I forgot completely about her! wait. SHES ALIVE OH MY OZ I have to go and find her
even if I die doing it.
my dress. it was ripped badly and my tiara was lop-sided
I didn't feel good anymore I should be called Glinda the-scruffy-looking-messy-hair-loner.
I started to sob quietly in my prison of a room. as I exhaled the air from my lungs, the candle blew out.
Elphie. Oh Elphie where are you?
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