The Wonderful Wizard of Oz Vol.4:The Wicked Witch of the West

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz Vol.4:The Wicked Witch of the West

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Illustration for: Into the Dark Country

Beyond the Emerald City, the yellow brick road ended. Dorothy and her friends stepped onto a land of red dust and endless wind, their hearts a little uneasy. Somewhere beyond the jagged hills, the Wicked Witch of the West ruled.

Illustration for: The Witch's Seeing Eye

In her dark tower, the Wicked Witch peered into her silver eye-glass. Its magic showed her the travelers approaching. "So the girl and her friends dare to enter my land," she hissed, her voice sharp. "They shall not leave it alive!"

Illustration for: Battle with Fierce Wolves

With a wave of her hand, the Witch sent a pack of fierce wolves racing across the plains. But the brave Tin Woodman stood before his friends, his silver axe gleaming. When the creatures charged, he struck them down one by one.

Illustration for: Crows of Shadow

Furious, the Witch sent her black crows to squawk and flutter around them. The clever Scarecrow spread his straw arms wide, shielding Dorothy. The crows fluttered around him, thinking him harmless, but he caught them and broke their wings.

Illustration for: The Buzzing Bees

Next came the bees, a buzzing storm. “Hide behind me!” cried the Tin Woodman. Their stings made harmless 'clinks' against his tin body, and soon they fell harmlessly to the ground, unable to pierce his metal skin.

Illustration for: The Mighty Roar

At last the Witch sent her enslaved servants, the Winkies, dressed in tattered clothes. But the Cowardly Lion let out such a mighty roar that they scattered, trembling with fear, dropping their tools as they fled.

Illustration for: The Golden Cap's Power

The Wicked Witch’s fury burned hotter than ever. “Only one power remains,” she whispered, her voice low and menacing. She lifted a shining golden cap from her shelf, its strange symbols glowing in the green firelight. This was her charm for summoning the mischievous Winged Monkeys.

Illustration for: Winged Monkeys Descend

At her command, the sky filled with the beating of leathery wings. The Winged Monkeys swooped down like thunder! They seized the Scarecrow and scattered his straw, bent the Tin Woodman’s body, and carried Dorothy away to the Witch’s dark castle.

Illustration for: Dorothy the Prisoner

In the gloomy hall of the Witch’s castle, Dorothy clutched Toto tightly. The Wicked Witch glared at Dorothy’s shiny silver shoes. “Those are my shoes now!” she shrieked. But whenever she tried to take them, sparks of blue light leapt from their tips, protecting Dorothy.

Illustration for: A Day of Tasks

The Witch forced Dorothy to work from dawn till dark, scrubbing floors and carrying heavy buckets of water. Yet, Dorothy’s gentle kindness touched even the weary Winkies, who began to feel pity for the small girl from Kansas.

Illustration for: The Water's Splash

One day, in a fit of anger, the Witch struck Toto with a long stick. Dorothy’s patience broke! In sudden fury, she grabbed a bucket of water and dashed it over the Wicked Witch’s green face.

Illustration for: The Witch Vanishes

With a piercing scream, the Wicked Witch dissolved into a shimmering mist! “I’m melting!” she cried, and then she was gone. Only her black cloak remained upon the stones. Dorothy trembled but felt no fear, only a quiet pity.

Illustration for: Freedom for the Winkies

When the Winkies learned their cruel mistress was gone, they knelt before Dorothy. “You have freed us!” they rejoiced. They lovingly mended the Tin Woodman and stuffed the Scarecrow with fresh, clean straw until both stood whole and happy again.

Illustration for: Calling the Winged Monkeys

Before leaving, Dorothy took the shining Golden Cap. The grateful Winkies cheered, promising she would always be welcome. Together, the travelers called once more upon the Winged Monkeys, this time to carry them home, back to the shimmering Emerald City.

Illustration for: Return to Emerald City

The friends landed safely at the Emerald City’s gate, the Witch’s broom clutched in Dorothy’s hands. The green towers shimmered before them once again. They had faced every terror and found their courage, not through magic, but through one another’s friendship.

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