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Madame Morrible walked briskly down a stairway as Elphaba hurries to keep up.

"Madame, thank you for covering for me." Elphaba said gratefully. "And I'm humbled, by your munificent offer, but my father would never allow it!"

"Just leave your father to me. I shall speak to him post haste!" Madame Morrible assured.

As Elphaba attempts to process all this, Madame Morrible stops, fixes Elphaba with a penetrating look.

"How long have you had this...talent?" Madame Morrible asks.

"Talent? No. Something just...takes over me, sometimes. Something I can't control... And when it does... bad things happen." Elphaba explained.

"If you can learn to use your powers...in the right way..." Madame Morrible, deeply moved, regards her new student.

"Oh, Miss Elphaba..."

"Many years I have waited for a gift like yours to appear."

"Why, I predict the wizard might make you his magic grand visir."

"The Wizard?!" Elphaba exclaimed in shock.

Madame Morrible nodded and took her hand.

"My dear, my dear."
"I'll write at once to the wizard."
"Tell him of you in advance."
"With a talent like yours, dear, there is a definite chance."
"If you work as you should..."
"You'll be making good!"

Elphaba nodded with a smile.

Madame Morrible smiled. "Welcome to Shiz." She leaves Elphaba.

"See you in class."

Elphaba stood there, a grin on her face.

"Did that really just happen?"
"Have I actually understood?"
"This weird quirk I've tried to suppress or hide is a talent that could help me meet the Wizard?"

Elphaba stared at her reflection in the pond and watched as a frog hopped over it

"If I make good..."
"So I'll make good..."

Elphaba hopped on stones across a rivulet. Frogs leaping off the stones as beautiful pink flowers surround the stones.

"When I meet the wizard once I prove my worth."
"And then I meet the wizard,"
"What I've waited for since, since birth."
"And with all his wizard wisdom,"
"By my looks, he won't be blinded."

Elphaba reached the other side and placed a hand on the vines with pink flowers on it.

"Do you think the wizard is dumb?"
"Or like Munchkins, so small-minded? No!"

Elphaba looked at the cricket on her finger and watched as it flew away.

"He'll say to me, 'I see who you truly are. A girl on whom I can rely.'"
"And that's how we'll begin,"
"The wizard and I."

Elphaba climbed up a staircase, leaning against it.

"Once I'm with the wizard, my whole life will change."
"'Cause once you're with the wizard,"
"No one thinks you're strange."

Elphaba glanced at two students staring at her, who quickly fled when she looked at them.

"No father is not proud of you."
"No sister acts ashamed."
"And all of Oz has to love you."

Elphaba climbed up the stairs and leaned on the balcony.

"When by the wizard you're acclaimed."
"And this gift or this curse I have inside,"
"Maybe at last, I'll know why as we work hand in hand."
"The wizard and I."

Elphaba walked through a garden, Ozian flowers swirling in the wind and bees buzzing around.

"And one day, he'll say to me: 'Elphaba, a girl who is so superior."
"Shouldn't a girl who's so good inside have a matching exterior?"

Above Elphaba was a kinetic wind-sculpture with multiple colors. Elphaba stared at her reflection in an emerald window in the wall.

"And since folks here to an absurd degree seem fixated on your verdigris,"
"Would it be alright by you if I de-greenify you?'"
"And though, of course, that's not important to me,"
"'Alright, why not?' I'll reply."

Elphaba joyfully spins the sculpture and it made a soft chime.

"Oh, what a pair we'll be, the wizard and I!"
"Yes, what a pair we'll be, the wizard and-"

Elphaba suddenly paused, the wind picks up. The flowers in the garden start to wave. She comes to an ancient, giant Wisteria tree.

"Unlimited..."
"My future is unlimited..."

Elphaba hears the echoes of cheers from somewhere far off. She crosses under the hanging branches to find another, larger sculpture, this one of the Wizard.

"And I've just had a vision, almost like a prophecy. I know, it sounds truly crazy."
"And true, the vision's hazy."

Elphaba stared at the cheek of the Wizard's face, almost trancelike.

"But I swear, someday there'll be a celebration throughout Oz that's all to do with me!"

She heads behind the sculpture, towards the source of the wind, which starts to sound like applause.

Elphaba crossed through the vines to find an open wheat field.

"And I'll stand there with the wizard, feeling things I've never felt."
"And though I'd never show it,"
"I'd be so happy, I could melt!"

(Haha, do you guys think that's foreshadowing something?)

Elphaba spun around, the grass almost becoming like a cheering crowd, birds taking flight around her.

"And so it will be for the rest of my life!"
"And I'll want nothing else 'til I die!"
"Held in such high esteem."

Elphaba jumped, floating in the air with a laugh before landing back on the ground.

"When people see me, they will scream,"
"For half of Oz's favorite team..."

Elphaba ran to the very edge of the cliff, overlooking the waves that are not made of water but sand, moving with the wind. This is the very edge of Oz.

She takes in the exhilarating sight.

"The wizard and I!"

As Elphaba walks away, blowing leaves and flowers whip pasther and fly off the edge of the cliff, fluttering downtowards the sandy shore below

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