Elphaba Thropp, Fandom

Because no retreat from the world can mask what is in your face.
Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West

She comes by night,
in fearsome flight,
in garments black as pitch,
the queen of doom
upon her broom,
the wild and wicked witch.
Jack Prelutsky

Your existence is passing before you. Grains of sand in the hourglass. The Wicked Witch of the West has you in her castle and she's turned the hourglass over and the sand is running through. Will you be liberated or will you die? The only way you can beat death is liberation.
Frederick Lenz

Lucretia Macevil, Blood Sweat and Tears

Sympathy For The Devil, The Rolling Stones

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