#dancedespite

such great power. marwina can see it within elphaba, stronger than she's seen it in anyone else she's taught. she was the perfect candidate for the wizard, the plans that they had formulated together. and their lessons had been steady, until her star pupil had decided, for the both of them, that she'd only continue with her studies if galinda was accepted into the seminar, as well. needless to say, this was irksome to the professor. galinda didn't have what it takes, and more than that, morrible didn't want her getting in the way, intervening in these carefully laid out plans. 'in order to achieve greatness, you must not allow anything, or anyone, to stand in your way,' marwina sits opposite elphaba, several alchemy books open between them, though her eyes remain on the woman across from her. she doesn't say galinda's name, but it's implied. her smile and tone of voice are gentle. 'you deserve to have something for yourself, for once,' @dancedespite.

oh, darn this stupid thing! clearly, the wand was broken; otherwise, the flower she was trying to transform into a golden bracelet would be — well, a golden bracelet by now! galinda gives a huff of frustration, glowering down at the training wand that madame morrible had given her. even if she didn't believe in galinda, galinda believed in herself, which was much more important ( or, at least she tried to convince herself it was ). she could do this. she knew there was magic within her that just hadn't been unleashed yet. 'come on, work with me, here,' words are murmured down at the wand, eyes now focusing on the flower. one eye twitches in concentration, galinda twisting the wand around in her hand and shouting bracelet! at the plant. a pause, and . . . nothing. 'this is positively devastrating! why won't you work, you —' galinda hears the door open, and she twirls around to spot elphaba watching her yell at her wand. 'oh, elphie! thank oz you're here, this horrendible wand won't cooperate, and i'm starting to get frustrated, which is so unlike me!' @dancedespite.

injustice continues in the land of oz, and donte had narrowly escaped with his voice and horns still in tact. he knew there was more he could be doing for the animals of his city, but with many of them already captured, and the other small portion in hiding, he was doing his best in this small village that he and others of his kind now called home. months into his stay, a couple arrived that startled the group of animals, though donte was quick to recognize at least the woman with green skin, someone he once called friend. being the one to convince the others to let her and the newly changed fiyero stay, he was glad, and even relieved, to have elphaba there with them. 'since you're here, i suppose i can assume that nothing has changed back in the emerald city,' dillamond pours elphaba a cup of tea, straightening the vase of poppies on his way to deliver her cup. maw upturns into a smile, somewhat sad. 'it takes a village. and time. don't be too hard on yourself, miss elphaba,' @dancedespite.