I own none of the characters and settings mentioned in this story. All of them are the property of JRRTolkien.
This fic is dedicated to Cirdan, the author on ff.net, on the great and yearly occasion of her birthday. Thus, with all my thanks for the kind and caring support she gave me in times of need, bearing in mind the torture I infliged her with my depressed and never-ending rants, I cannot but wish her with all my heart a most wonderful, and magical day.
In response to her challenge, I chose to adapt to Tolkien's universe the fairytale of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. I would like to warn the -potential- reader that this story is, up to now, the most *bizarre* piece I have ever written. It associates blatant OOCness, with absolute AU, while all the while remaining a rather serious, non-parody fic. This story is to be read in an entirely metaphorical way, and few up to none of the events shown are true to canon.
Out of my personal reading experience, I view this story as unique. If the idea has already been exploited by someone else, please be kind enough o tell me.
If I get enough reviews that go along the lines of 'U SUK!!!! U OBVIUSLY NO NOTING ABOUT THE SIL!!! GO REED IT BEFORE U WRITE THIS CRAP!!! THOSE CHARS WULD NEVER DO THAT!!!' I'll very kindly do the world a favour and take this story down.
The canon-lovers are asked not to read, lest they run away and go shoot themselves in the brains.
The OOC-haters are asked not to read, lest they run away and go shoot themselves in the brains.
The Conservative are asked not to read, lest they run away and go shoot themselves in the brains.
The others are welcome to stay. Just don't run away and go shoot yourself in the brains. ^_^