wizardinf world

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair. I was driving down an isolated road, surrounded only by darkness and the sound of the wind. The road stretched out ahead of me, seemingly endless and mysterious. The stars were faintly shining in the night sky, casting a shimmering glow on the surroundings. As I continued my journey, the highway took me further into the depths of the desert. The silence was eerie, interrupted only by the sound of my engine and the tires rolling on the pavement.

After the “Good Witch” royally pisses the “Wicked Witch” off, she goes and tells Dorothy how she made her mad, not Glinda. Clearly a sign of some serious psychotic serial killer tendencies. With a side of daddy issues.

With the two wicked witches of the east and west out of her way, and undoubtedly, the witch of the south locked away in the good witch s basement, Glinda now has power over not only Munchkinland, but Emerald City as well. Maybe Dorothy s grandchildren will discover the truth a couple of generations down the road and throw a bucket of water on that evil, lying witch Glinda.

The silence was eerie, interrupted only by the sound of my engine and the tires rolling on the pavement. I couldn't help but feel a sense of solitude and detachment from the outside world. The desert landscape was mesmerizing, with its vast expanse of sand dunes and rocky formations.

A Theory to Blow You Back to Kansas: 7 Reasons the TRUE Villain of 'The Wizard of Oz' Was Glinda the Good Witch

The Wicked Witch of the West and her wicked sister witch from the east weren't actually the villains of #TheWizardofOz. Glinda the Good Witch was! And she used sweet little Dorothy as a pawn in her wicked game.

I hate to destroy anyone's childhood, but this is a theory that really needs to be made into a Once Upon a Time storyline.

The moonlight illuminated the rugged terrain, giving it an otherworldly beauty. It felt as if I had entered a different dimension, far away from the chaos and noise of everyday life. Despite the beauty of the desert, a sense of unease crept over me. The darkness seemed to grow thicker around me, making it hard to see what lay ahead. I couldn't shake the feeling that there were unseen eyes watching me from the shadows, hidden within the desert's depths. The lyrics of the song "Hotel California" echoed in my mind: "On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair. Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air." These words encapsulated the mystique and allure of the desert, drawing me deeper into its spell. As I drove further, the highway seemed to stretch endlessly before me. Time lost all meaning, and a sense of isolation settled in. It felt as though I had embarked on a solitary journey, disconnected from the outside world. The desert became my companion, whispering tales of secrets and unknown destinations. On a dark desert highway, the night seemed never-ending. Each turn in the road revealed new mysteries, beckoning me to explore further. I embraced the solitude and embraced the unknown, finding solace in the beauty and serenity of the desert landscape. The sound of the wind grew stronger, and I felt as if it was carrying whispers of ancient stories and untold adventures. I drove on, captivated by the desert's enigmatic charm, ready to uncover its secrets and embrace the darkness that surrounded me. On a dark desert highway, I ventured into the heart of the unknown, guided by the wind and the stars. Despite the isolation and eerie atmosphere, I felt a sense of freedom and liberation. The dark desert highway became my refuge, a place where I could lose myself and find a deeper connection to the world around me..

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