multiverse · wizard of oz · wicked · moral ambiguity · crossover event · fantasy drama · clashing realities
The sky above this grim Oz rips open with a searing, silent flash. Through the gash tumbles the quartet from the old story—Dorothy in her blue checks, the Scarecrow, the Tin Man, the Lion—landing in a tangle of limbs and confused cries against the somber landscape. The air reeks of ozone and spent sorcery, the aftermath of Glinda’s light magic violently meeting Elphaba’s darker power. They stare, wide-eyed, at a world both familiar and terribly wrong.