It is all over. Everything that has tied me to Shiz University is gone. Nessarose is dead. Smashed by an innocent girl's house. I will never be able to tell her that I forgive all that she did. I will never be able to say goodbye. I do not blame the girl who was the cause of Nessa's death. She is nice. I met her after her house landed in Munchkin country. She attended my party that was held nearly half a month ago. I have just managed to muster up the energy to write this down. What irony! I had to celebrate what Nessa did for me, when she had just died, and her killer was at my house! Everyone was celebrating her death. And I just had to go along with it, as if she wasn't the first friend I had ever had. But it is all over now. The good times and the bad. It has all been but a walking shadow. As the great playwright Shakespeare once wrote, "Our revels now have ended." Everything that has happened has ended. And now it is time to move on. Change is on the horizon. Shiz has burned down. I did not know it until now, but it was incinerated only a week after I left. The railroad has been removed, deemed too dangerous for both people and animals. And Elfaba is dead. Killed by the same little girl who smashed Nessa. Dorothy, that's her name, killed her on accident, on orders from the Wizard. Again, I do not blame her. Despite this however, OZ is becoming a better place. Money is no longer needed, animals are permitted to talk, and the treacherous people in command have been banished. OZ has accepted this new and better life. It's time I did to. This will be my last journal entry. And now I will say, farewell.
The End
If you liked this story I have a sequel I am writing called The Blue Country
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The Oz Papers: a fan fiction of Wicked the Musical
FanfictionThis is a collection of writings of characters from Wicked, mostly Boq, Nessarose, and Galinda. It is written in the form of an epistolary novel.
