There was a boy...
A very strange, enchanted boy...
They say he wandered very far,
Very far,
Over land and sea...

A little shy...

And sad of eye...
But very wise was he.

And then one day,

One magic day,
He passed my way...
And while we spoke of many things,
Fools and kings,
This he said to me:

The greatest thing

You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return

Words being clicked out on a typewriter:

The Moulin Verte. A nightclub, a dance hall, and a bordello. Ruled over by Oscar Diggs, a kingdom of nighttime pleasures. Where the rich and powerful came to play with the young and beautiful creatures of the underworld. The most beautiful of all these was the woman I loved.

The writer stopped, closed his eyes, and drew in a shaky breath before continuing.

Elphaba. A courtesan, she sold her love to men. She was the star of the Moulin Verte, famous for her skin, which was as green as the Moulin. They called her the Sparkling Emerald.

Again, he paused. The tears began to flow freely now.

The woman I loved is...


He sighed.

...dead.


AN: So, I don't really know how this idea came to be, but...yeah. It's basically Moulin Rouge, except with Wicked characters, and in Oz and stuff. I'm getting the script from Moulin Rouge off of an Angel Fire site, where it was transcribed by a girl named Kate Sith. Everything Future Fiyero/Christian types/voices over and all the dialogue are almost word-for-word with just a few minor tweaks here and there to fit a little more with the Ozian character as they originally are. All the songs are going to be word-for-word exactly as Kate transcribed the lyrics.

Song lyrics and everything Future Fiyero/Christian types will be in italics, and you know those scenes in the movie where we get those brief flashes of Christian's dad shouting at him about stuff? Those bits will be in bolded italics.

So, anyway, yeah. I hope you enjoy it.

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