Letters From Home
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Warning: Due to each chapter being written in turn, there are bound to be mistakes occasionally as they're not being beta'd.
Author's note: G'day guys! Each chapter in this story is going to contain a letter written by either Galinda or Elphaba (Galinda's letters will be written by Grumbello, and Elphaba's written by myself) in means of communication whilst they're apart from each other. The letters will vary in size, depending on what's going on with them at the time, and things will unravel as time goes by. So, sit back and enjoy! -xo-
To: Miss. Elphaba Thropp
Nest Hardings, Munchkinland 5783
From: Galinda Upland
Of the Upper Uplands, Gilikin
Dear Miss Elphie,
I know what you might be thinking, Ozpost is so forty years ago. But the Upland manor's computer networking has crashed and I wanted to write to you so badly. Besides, it will give me a chance at working on my punctuation and grammar...and spelling. Writing by letter is so quaint that I might get used to it. I think I might prefer it to Ozmail. But don't get excited Elphie...I might just go back to the computers, if Popsicle can keep the blasted things fixed long enough.
So, why am I writing to you in the first place? Honestly, I don't know. I was sitting in my lounge room with three of my closest high school friends, Druciel, Catine and Bronte and we were having high tea. Our Ama's were all gossiping in the corner (oh, Ama Clutch say's hello by the way) and one moment I was laughing and the next moment I was feeling saddened. I missed our conversations and the warm fire you always had roaring by the time I strolled into the dorm from a night on the town. It was a moment of nostalgia. Of course, you'll understand that I didn't tell the girls this. But I was sad none the less to know you weren't about to walk through my door with another snarky remark. You REALLY need to work on that by the way.
Where was I? Oh...right...this nostalgic moment in time. When the girls had said their farewells, I walked to my room on the third floor and looked around at all the things I had and realised that I had left my gorgeous pink quilt and matching pillow cases at the dorm room back at Shiz. It wasn't nearly as devastating as it once might have been and I believe that's because of you. That day when I told you that we were friends, things changed. It's been,would I dare say...nice? I actually tossed up whether I would stay at Shiz but knowing you were heading home for the summer I decided to not spend my holidays a lonely old fuddy duddy and came home. But...
I do miss you Elphie.
Oh Oz, look at the time. I must be going Elphie dearest. I've got a manicure appointment then I need to take Momsie to the opera for the night. I find them so dull but it's part of the family appearance alas. Toodle-oo Elphie. I await for your response eagerly...so do be prompt.