Oct 30, 2010 19:30
[A musical, strangely pleasant voice filters its way through the journals with a meticulous chant in a seemingly nonsensical language. It pitches in a fervor, obviously an attempt at casting some type of spell. The witch eventually loses her temper and growls, another book slamming to echo through the journal.]
Of course it doesn't work -- it never works when I want it to work or does what I want it to do.
So instead I'm stuck in a land of monochromatic correctness -- black is not much of an improvement from green, little castle, and I don't appreciate the effort.
This place would give the bloody Wizard a run for his money. Perhaps even drive him to fainting with its lack of greenness.
--hmm...summoning spell... [Pages turning in the background]
!intro,
elphaba thropp