To Go Home
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katyastarlingTitle: To Go Home
Author: Katya Starling
Fandom: Wizard of Oz
Characters/Pairing: Dorothy
Rating: G/K
Challenge:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
comment_fic: Any, any, a lively imagination as requested by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vanillafluffy
Warnings: None
Word Count: 175
Date Written: 22 April 2019
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Baum, not the author, and are used without permission.
They’d always said she was a smart girl, capable of anything if she could only learn how to control her lively imagination, but what they didn’t understand was that that supposedly overactive imagination was the thing that had given her the most pleasure in the world. It had finally led her to her real family, her real home, a life she actually wanted instead of just living in this small, dull Kansas town where her birth and death were as guaranteed to be as eventless as the cotton growing tall along the seemingly endless roads.
Here, she would never do anything important -- she’d never even really live --, but there, she had saved lives, saved a world, and could have even led it all as their Queen. It wasn’t the kingdom that she missed though; it was her friends, her family, her brothers. Tears sped down Dorothy’s cheeks as she wished with all her heart that she really could do anything; if she could, she knew exactly what she’d do: she’d go back, she’d go home.
The End
Author: Katya Starling
Fandom: Wizard of Oz
Characters/Pairing: Dorothy
Rating: G/K
Challenge:
comment_fic: Any, any, a lively imagination as requested by vanillafluffyWarnings: None
Word Count: 175
Date Written: 22 April 2019
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Baum, not the author, and are used without permission.
They’d always said she was a smart girl, capable of anything if she could only learn how to control her lively imagination, but what they didn’t understand was that that supposedly overactive imagination was the thing that had given her the most pleasure in the world. It had finally led her to her real family, her real home, a life she actually wanted instead of just living in this small, dull Kansas town where her birth and death were as guaranteed to be as eventless as the cotton growing tall along the seemingly endless roads.
Here, she would never do anything important -- she’d never even really live --, but there, she had saved lives, saved a world, and could have even led it all as their Queen. It wasn’t the kingdom that she missed though; it was her friends, her family, her brothers. Tears sped down Dorothy’s cheeks as she wished with all her heart that she really could do anything; if she could, she knew exactly what she’d do: she’d go back, she’d go home.
The End
