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“Does it mean that much to you?” She smiled wanly. “Boq, does she really mean that much to you?” “She is my world,” he answered. “Your world is too small if she is it.”
More than a score of years in the badlands of Quadling Country had made her lethargic, careless, and saturated with resentment.
Relatable
Elphaba made up a little song on the spot, a song of longing and otherness, of far aways and future days. Strangers closed their eyes to listen.
It made Elphaba furious, for she had kept hoping to lose interest in the ways of evil men.
She could give up these efforts. She could forsake Nor. She could release Liir. She could abandon Nanny. She could surrender Dorothy.
You know he was proud of this one
