Prologue

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ELPHABA

I chanted quietly under my breath, willing my magic to grow stronger. Slowly, the sphere of magical energy grew in size. My chanting grew louder. Suddenly, the magic exploded, and I was consumed. My world dissolved and swirled around me. Everywhere was mixing, changing. I was being pulled around and changed.

Suddenly, it all stopped. I was on the peak of a snowy mountain.

I got up, wondering what had happened. I glanced down the peak, and saw a beautiful castle made of ice.

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