Sacred Illusion
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Her nails clacked on the edge of the wooden rocking chair. Her eyes seem to gaze some place far away. In a low, ragged tone she stammered, "Glinda was the best thing that ever happened to me..." Fiyero looked at her, his heart breaking, "Elphaba... there is no Glinda. She doesn't exist." Not my idea. Heatqueen's idea but I adopted it from the Plot Bunny center. A one shot for now.