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Are you ready to quit?
Are you ready to learn?
Are you ready to find the spark inside and let it burn?
I'm the walls that close in
I'm the words you won't say
I'm the voices you choose to keep inside
And lock away
Everyday
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I don't want to be flawless. When I go I want the cuts to show.
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Passion. It lies in all of us, sleeping, waiting.
And though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir.
Open its jaws and howl.

It speaks to us, guides us, passion rules us all.
And we obey, what other choice do we have?

Passion is the source of our finest moments.
The joy of love, the clarity of hatred,
and the ecstacy of grief.

It hurts sometimes more than we can bear.
If we could live without passion,
maybe we'd know some kind of peace.
But we would be hollow.
Empty rooms, shuttered, dank.
Without passion, we'd be truly dead.
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'Cause sometimes you just feel tired, you feel weak
And when you feel weak you feel like you want to just give up
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you want to just fall flat on your face and collapse
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Music is like a tattoo,
and bands have to make music
where people are proud to wear your tattoo,
no matter what kind of music you like.
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For some, music is not just a pastime,
It’s an undeniable fact of living,
A blissful slavery of mind, body and soul.
To rise above the ashes of mediocrity is rare,
Yet the gift of song is freely handed out to anyone who cares to receive it,
Instantly shattering our daily drudgery. The path to pursue more than the usual,
More than what is safe and known,
Is wrought with time-sharpened jagged blade s that cut deep,
Blocking many from the road to something greater,
Beyond the stunted imagination of their peers. Within the veins of the few,
Passion fills every sinew with a sweet unquenchable purpose,
Calming the fear of those treacherous paths,
Though every slice burns and bleeds,
Still they take each cut
And wear the scars with pride to signal their choice,
That undying pursuit of greater joy within every cord.
And so they say – Watch me bleed
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When life knocks you down..calmly get back up, smile, and very politely, say, "You hit like a bitch."
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I’ll never show you my cards, I won’t be playing a hand worth bluffing. But when you’re running with me, you won’t be wondering why you’ve fallen.
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 13	Posted:Jan 13, 2018 11:04 am Last Updated:May 11, 2024 3:42 pm 4175 Views
Chapter 13 -It's just another chance to roll the dice and play the game One moment Sarah had been gripping the front of Jareth's silky shirt, his arms securely around her waist and the next she was grasped by a being that oozed darkness. Even his eyes were almost black. He was grinning almost maniacally down at her. She couldn't struggle, for fear she would fall into nothingness or possibly a very messy, fatal landing. Even if she managed to come out of the landing alive, she couldn't guarantee where she was. Before she had much more time to panic about what she could possibly do, she heard a snarl that sounded like Jareth. She felt other gloved hands start to encircle her and her captor's arms loosened on her. But before she could be snatched back, the dark being mumbled some unfamiliar words, waved his hand, and she was adrift in space and time, or so she guessed. Finally making an ungraceful landing in a pile of sand a moment later. Unfortunately she was unconscious when she finally made it to her destination. When she came to she was laying in sand and was sweating like crazy. After struggling up, disoriented, and getting sand in unmentionable places; she looked around. Her mouth dropped open at the sight before her, an actual pyramid. "What the fuck? Am I in Egypt now?!" she muttered in panic to herself,"Damn magic!" She slowly started walking around it, brushing the sand off as best she could. It was gigantic, her neck craning up to take it all in. She put up a hand to block out the glare of the sun as she slowly walked away from her involuntary napping spot. When she rounded the corner nearest to her, she gasped. In front of her was a giant Sphinx, seeming to be drowsing in the lazy, what she assumed was afternoon, heat. One never knew with the Labyrinth what time it was. She tried to back away noiselessly, not wanting to confront this creature, but it was too late. She got a few steps before it cracked one eye,"Where are you going Champion? You must stay to play." It opened the other eye and stood up, stretching. Sarah still kept backing up, afraid for her life with those words. "Wha..what do you mean?" It looked down at her from its great height. "You must answer my riddle to continue on. It is the only way out of here. Otherwise you shall be stranded here and perish." It grinned at the prospect. She had stopped at its reply, glancing around she realized it must be right. She saw nothing but sand for miles. In this blistering sun without water, she wouldn't last long. "Ok," she crossed her arms and gave a steely glare at the overgrown cat-like creature,"Give me your best shot." She was good at riddles and she loved to write, she could do this. The Spinx was surprised at her backbone, most cowered in fear. It had a limitless fount of riddles to choose from and its keen mind quickly perused its selection, before choosing one that is never guessed. Smirking, it gave its challenge,"Think carefully on this, as there are no second chances. Tell me what the hand sows and the eyes harvest?" Sarah's brow creased in thought. 'A painting? Definitely not seeds. ' The minutes ticked by, discarding one answer after another. Her heart started beating faster as she was afraid this was her end. She silently screamed 'Jareth! I'm supposed to be safe in your damned Labyrinth!' But that didn't help. Whatever happened in the air had severed her from him to where he couldn't detect her. Otherwise she was sure he would've been here long ago. She was even more on her own than her last trip in the Underground. The Spinx was inspecting its nails, sure the girl was its next meal. It grinned down from its great height at her, the girl spaced out, her mind most likely turning to liquid at the conundrum she was faced with. ----- Jareth felt the touch of evil the second Sarah was pulled from his grasp. How someone had managed to circumvent his magic, he wasn't sure. He had a suspicion it was the being who had put that spell on her. Breaking it angered them, as he knew it would. But how they had infiltrated his Labyrinth, put him into a rage. He had tried to pull Sarah back, but he was again intervened and Sarah disappeared altogether. He had transported back to the castle and had been trying to find her in his crystal balls. Each one smashing against the wall when it didn't yield what he willed, then he would conjure another. Something was blocking his connection with her and his anger stemmed from his helplessness to protect her. Also what fool would dare go against the Goblin King? He swore he vaguely heard her voice screaming screamed 'Jareth! I'm supposed to be safe in your damned Labyrinth!' but didn't know if it was really her or just wishful thinking. However it did sound like something she would say, especially with the temper behind it. Only a hint of fear. He focused on that thread, trying to follow it back to its source. Another crystal met its fate against the tower wall a moment later. ----- The hidden being with the dark eyes, laughed into the image of Jareth. Relishing the helplessness of the supposedly Great Goblin King. It was the sweetest treat. As for the girl, it was disappointing that he had lost her from his grasp. She had landed in a place with only one exit and few ever survived. If he couldn't have her, the next best thing was to enjoy the quagmire she was in as she desperately tried to think of the answer to the almost impossible riddle. One way or the other, whether it be with him or in death, as long as Jareth was without her, all was going according to plan. She was far more important to Jareth than even he knew. Time ticked on for both halves of a couple that might never be. ------ Copyright 2017 *Lyric is from "Twisted & Wicked" - Neverwake
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 12	Posted:Jan 2, 2018 4:45 pm Last Updated:Jan 12, 2018 5:07 am 4347 Views
Chapter 12 - " I'm gonna build us up, one step at a time" "What a pity." Sarah heard Jareth's statement as her sight came back from the bright flash of light, which she had mistaken for a fire ball. It was actually a burst of flames and now all that remained on the bird nest, that was situated on a platform of sorts, was a pile of ashes. "What was that?" she managed, after her voice returned from the surprise of thinking she was going to be burned alive. He sighed,"Our Phoenix. Unfortunately we caught him at an inopportune time. I didn't realize it was his dying day of the cycle. We shall have to visit him soon. He is quite the conversationalist." He genuinely looked disappointed, frowning, that Sarah wouldn't be able to meet the mythical creature that day. Sarah was definitely saddened she wouldn't be seeing a live Phoenix, but she promised herself she would keep on Jareth to bring her back. "Come Precious, I will not let you down completely." With that declaration he encircled an arm around her waist and she felt the disconcerting sensation of being transported. When they appeared at their destination and she felt her feet hit solid ground again, her mouth hung open in shock. They were on a hill and at a distance in a valley dotted with trees, plants, and a stream; were multiple Brachiosaurus -adults and infants (that were taller than full grown humans) alike - in many forms of activity. From eating the various plant life to resting by one of the many trees. Jareth surveyed the valley, satisfied everything was as it should, then tuned to Sarah to find her with her mouth still open. He chuckled,"See something surprising my lovely one?" "I..what..how..?" she stuttered. He just stood with an amused smirk on his lips and one eyebrow raised at her incomplete thoughts. "Are you trying to inquire how they came to be here as they are considered to be extinct?" He took pity on her after a few moments of her jumbled mind still trying to get its bearings. "Yes.." she finally managed, her eyes still roving over the valley. "Really Precious, out of all the creatures you have encountered in my Labyrinth and this is what makes you speechless? A creature that you humans have proof actually existed at some point. But yet none else phases you?" "I..er..yeah,"she hated to concede he had a point. But to try to win this battle of tongues, she pressed forward,"But that's just it. They are supposed to be extinct." He laughed outright, ignoring her disgruntled expression,"Oh Love, that was weak and you are well aware of it." He ran his gloved hand up her arm as he stepped nearer to her. Then he continued with pride,"Dinosaurs are magical creatures in their own right."At her look of horror, he added before she could interject,"Not as Fae are, they can't wield it. Fear not. However when the land began to change in Above they appealed to the ancients, of a place they could stay and the request was brought before the current Goblin King. " "Isn't it dangerous to have them where humans could come across them? And where are all the other species?" her fingers had worked their way under his sleeve then glove and was stroking his wrist idly. He smiled inwardly at her subconscious action, quelling a shiver at her touch of bare skin on such an innocent part of his anatomy,"The other species are in other locations. The Labyrinth is vast and where the herbivores and carnivores live do not intersect with the pathways of Its human runners. Unless someone has evil intent and the Labyrinth reads in their heart that they mean to do me, Its King, harm. But yet, even then It only directs that being towards these creatures if they get near the Goblin City and It sees I am in danger. " "You said being?" she looked up into his mystical blue eyes. "Oh you caught that, did you?" he sounded pleased,"A human even with evil intent could still never pose a threat to me. It would have to be a magical being that was of any real consequence. Which as only humans have the power to wish way their , they are never in any danger of the truly dire sort." She nodded, turning his words over for a moment, then,"Not that I know you very well but you seem to be able to take care of yourself. If a magical being with evil intent did get far enough that the Labyrinth considered them a threat to you, couldn't you handle them?" She glanced up at him again from her perusal of the valley. He leaned down and purred,"Oh yes Sweetling, I can most definitely take care of myself. I am extremely powerful. You must be in order to rule the Labyrinth. However, It would never let the circumstances get that far. It would take whatever precautions necessary to safeguard Its King." He paused to let that sink in, then continued with a mischievous grin,"These particular dinosaurs aren't much threat to humans, I admit, unless you go near them and they don't see or sense you. Then you may get stomped on, which of course would be fatal to a human. However I could show you some of the carnivores if that curiosity of yours is peaked." She stepped away from the warmth of his lean form and took back control of her wandering brain. "No thanks. I have all of the carnivore I can handle right in front of me," she shot back as she looked him straight in the eye. Though it was kind of ruined by their slight height difference. His sharp teeth were revealed by his widening Cheshire grin,"Oh Sarah Love, you are very much correct." Then his tone sobered,"I would never let you near them anyway. You are far too dear to me to risk even the slightest chance of your safety, even with me there. The carnivores are far too unpredictable, I myself stay at a distance from them unless absolute necessary. Now, onto more interesting things, let's find something else to amaze that keen mind of yours." Before she could reply, he had seized her waist and she was whisked through time and space once again. Which made her subconsciously grab onto his open shirt. It was only a matter of seconds but her reaction did not escape the Goblin King's notice. Unlike what his action conveyed and what his kind were known for of impulse, this was a calculated move. Every little bit helped in his plan to draw her closer to him, to trust him. Within those same seconds, Sarah disappeared from his embrace, grasp on his shirt and all. She was there one minute and gone the next, like a 's magic show trick. However this was very real. He didn't cause this, she didn't slip, she simply ceased to exist in his arms. How very long a few seconds can actually be, more so in the Underground. ----- Copyright 2017* A/N - Did anyone guess what the fire ball was? I bet a lot was thinking dragon, eh? hehe Tsk tsk, when have I ever been predictable? I was planning on this chapter being a bit longer, but I feel what happens next should be broken into the next chapter. As always, feedback is appreciated! *Lyric is from"One Step At A Time" - Failure Anthem
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I'm Bad At Life (Ronnie Radke)- Chapter 4	Posted:Dec 9, 2017 8:33 am Last Updated:Jan 3, 2018 6:22 pm 4566 Views
*Lynn* I woke up on a hard surface, to a distant ringing that was becoming annoying. I groaned as the mists of sleep cleared slowly. There was a vice around my shoulders that tightened with my movements. I also was pretty hot, what with the tangle of blankets I felt twisted around me and the vice on my shoulders. I tried to wiggle free, then finally I heard a groan and the grip loosened. I stiffened at the groan and did a mental check. Yep, still have clothes on, but the hard surface was a colorful chest I could see as my blurry vision cleared and it was definitely not clothed. Then memory came back, Ronnie...hurt...the trek back to my hotel..OMG I'm in bed with Ronnie from Falling In Reverse! I forced myself not to react outright. I had played it cool, though the new fan girl in me was freaking out last night and now this morning. We had a great conversation last night. My suspicions were confirmed he is very intelligent, but hides it under an asshole persona. What I was going to do with him in a few hours when I had to check out, I didn't know. Hopefully someone will have replied to me. I bolted upright, Ronnie's arm falling away from me as my phone finished ringing. I dived for it over his chest, but it was too late. It had went to voicemail. "Damn!" I mumbled. Then when I heard his pained gasp, I realized I had landed almost full on top of him in my haste to reach the phone. I quickly shifted off. "Shit! Sorry Ronnie. I didn't mean to do that." I could feel my cheeks heating up. "S'ok," he mumbled, holding his stomach. Just then the phone started ringing again, I quickly swiped to answer, seeing the number was unknown. Normally I don't answer those, but it might be for Ronnie. "Hello?" I listened to the greeting and stabbed the end button. When I glanced at Ronnie, I saw his eyebrow raised in question. "Telemarketer," I explained. "Oh.." he sighed. I looked at my phone again, to see the time was 9. We had slept a few hours, yet I felt wired. I guess Ronnie will do that to you. I smiled at that thought. I also realized I had slept in my concert attire, which was now beyond disgusting - between the sweat from the show, towing Ronnie back here, and then apparently he's even more of a furnace than I am, as I was sweaty once again from being cuddled with him. I slid out of bed and grabbed my stuff from my bag. "I'm gonna just take a quick shower," I said to him as I fiddled with my phone and set the display time for 20 min. Then I handed it to him,"It won't lock until I come back, so if it rings go ahead and answer it if you see an unknown number." He nodded, taking the phone from my hand. He was being unusually quiet, but then again it was an abrupt awakening. He probably wasn't a morning person. I normally wasn't either, but time was ticking away. Usually I would take my time, but I didn't linger today. It was once I was out and wrapped in a towel, I realized I had forgotten my clothes. At home I just go air dry in my room, so habit follows me. Which would be fine if Ronnie wasn't in my damned bed. Oh well, I must go in there. I squared my shoulders and speed walked to my bag, not meeting Ronnie's eyes. I was embarrassed. He so didn't need to see me like this, he's probably thinking the wrong thing. I'm not a normal fan girl who wants in his pants. Ok, in fantasy land yes I do, but reality would never make that happen. I wouldn't want to be a one night..er morning..stand anyway, even if he was interested. I all but ran back into the bathroom with my clothes to get dressed. ----- *Ronnie* I flicked on some random channel while I was waiting for Lynn to come back out. When the door opened, I glanced up from my watch of her phone, where I had been willing it to ring. She didn't look at me as she pretty much ran for her bag. Then I realized she was in a towel, that was giving a hint of her leg as she moved. Her semi wet hair was trailing on her shoulders. Normally this wouldn't affect me, I had seen plenty of naked women. Ones arguably more pretty than her, but for some reason I started to get turned on. I shifted the blankets over my lap in case she noticed. By the time I had these thoughts, she had dashed back into the bathroom. I smirked at her actions. She didn't seem the type of girl to tease, but it was still a nice mini show. Right as the door closed behind her, her phone started to ring. Seeing an unknown caller, I answered it. "Hello?" "Ronnie?" Zakk's voice sounded surprised,"Is that you?" I breathed a sigh of relief, I hadn't been sure if Lynn's idea to bombard all mine, my band's, and members' social media would work. "Hey Zakk. Thank fuck it's you." "Are you ok man? We have been going nuts trying to find you. Where are you?" his voice was frantic. "I'm ok, calm down. I'm not sure of the hotel. A fan found me in an alley a few blocks from the venue. Someone had attacked me. I'm in pretty bad shape." "Really? I wonder how that happened," he half mumbled. Lynn reappeared full dressed in pants and some band's shirt. Not mine. I was a bit disappointed for some reason. "Hey, where are we?" I asked her,"It's one of my friends on the phone." She shuffled through some papers and handed her reservation page for the room to me. I read off the hotel's address. After a minute of silence, where I heard Christian's voice in the background, then, "It'll take us about 45 min with traffic to get there. Hold tight dude." I assumed Christian had input the address in his Google maps. "Ok, make sure 2 of you come up. I'm gonna need help walking." There was a pause, then Zakk replied,"Wow, that bad huh? Ok Christian and I will come up. What room are you in?" I relayed the question to Lynn, who was perched at my feet watching me and my side of the conversation. "222." I told Zakk and then hung up, promising to explain the rest once we were in the bus. I handed the phone back to her,"They'll be here in like 45 min. What time is your check out?" "12. We have time, it's only 10:15," she glanced down at the phone for the time. Then she stood up and plugged it back in the charger on the nightstand. Instead of sitting back down, she started putting her things back in her overnight bag. The silence felt different than last night, it was almost awkward. But I didn't tease her about the towel, like I normally would've. I just watched her out of the corner of my eye, pretending to concentrate on whatever show was on tv at this point. When she was done, she seemed at a loss. I smiled, what I hoped was reassuringly, and patted the bed next to me,"Come on. We don't have too much longer." This was like a replay of last night, her stiffly sliding on the other side and I stubbornly pulled her near me with my arm around her shoulder again. She relaxed after a minute and laughed. "I really thought last night was a dream." I smirked,"I know, I am a dream." She glanced up from her position on my shoulder,"There's the Ronnie we all know." "And love," I completed the unfinished sentence, even though she wasn't meaning me to. Her full lips turned up, begrudgingly. "And tolerate." "If I wasn't injured, I'd teach you tolerate," I squeezed her shoulder. I knew the clock was ticking and soon she would be gone from my life, but I couldn't bring myself to let go of her yet. I had no idea why, I felt this pull. I mentally shook myself. Come on Radke, stop being a pussy. Then all too soon, there was a knock on the door. She slipped from my arms to answer it. I heard familiar voices, then Christian and Zakk came into view, with Lynn following behind. They both gasped at the sight of me. I must look even more colorful with all the bruises and patched up cuts. I could see Lynn getting her shoes on and gathering her stuff. Once the initial shock was over, Lynn gave a brief overview of how she found me. The guys expressed their gratitude that she had helped me. "No big deal." she half smiled, her eyes bouncing from them to me. "He wasn't too much of a pain in the ass." That eased the tension, as they didn't know how to act around her. We decided we would all go down in the elevator as it was around the corner from the desk, she would checkout and while she was distracting the clerk, we would all sneak out down the side hall that was in slight view of the desk, but not directly. We didn't need any questions as I didn't have my shirt, since mine was pretty much destroyed. Everything went off with a hitch, we made it outside where the car was parked a few spaces away. I felt a little better than last night and was able to hobble over to it with their help. I leaned against it for a minute to catch my breath and Lynn appeared through the doors. Her car was parked across the lot and I watched her throw her stuff in the passenger seat. She looked over our way and was just about to get in the driver's side, when I blurted,"Hey Lynn! Come here a sec!" She hesitated then made way over. The guys were giving me looks as they stood with the doors propped open, impatient to leave. Once she was in front of me, I grabbed her to me in a bear hug, which she gasped in surprise. Then her arms circled by back, softly, so as not to hurt me any further. I didn't care, I held the fierce hug for a moment more, than kissed her cheek as I let her go. "Thank you. I appreciate all that you did for me. I'm glad we met." She smiled,"You're welcome and me too. Though not in the way I expected." Then she reached up, gently pulling my head down and returned the kiss on my cheek. "You take care dude, stay out of trouble." I laughed at that, she joined me. Us both knowing that wasn't in my nature. Then I slid in my seat and she walked back to her car. My last sight of her was a quick wave, before we passed her and drove out of her life. ----- Copyright 2017 A/N - There's more to this, we are far far from the end. Stick around for twists and turns.
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 11	Posted:Dec 8, 2017 8:41 pm Last Updated:Jan 2, 2018 4:41 pm 3953 Views
Chapter 11 - "You keep running 'round in circles but you end up, Right back at the eye of the storm" Everything settled into routine, more or less. Days were spent doing what she wanted, left to her own devices, unless Cerin was free to spend time with her. She was able to get her laptop and music, when night at dinner she had mentid to Jareth she was feeling without a creative outlet. When she questid how she had connection to the internet, Jareth raised his eyebrow and teased,"Out of all you've witnessed of my powers and you wonder about a simple little thing as mortal technology possibly being beyond something I could manipulate? Tsk tsk Precious." A voice from a lifetime ago echoed in her mind,"Things are not always what they seem in this place, so you can't take anything for granted."* "Well, I just assumed you were.." she had trailed off, in reply to the Goblin King. "Stuck in the Middle Ages?" he finished her unspoken thought. Instead of getting into a snit like he thought she would do at his slight ta!unting, she shot back,"Why Your Majesty, did you just make a wisecrack? So immature." She tsked back at him, then smiled slightly. He really needed to stop underestimating her, this was not the Sarah of 15 ago. Though he did like he could still banter with her and did somewhat miss her dramatic reactions. But it was nice to be able to have the adult Sarah instead for the most part. Jareth was quite frustrated as he had been wanting to spend so much more time with her, but it seems his Kingdom demanded his attention and he was ed away quite frequently lately. He came to anticipate the dinners and getting to know his mature Sarah. He continued trying to unravel who cast the spell upon her, but with the influx of need for his attention and time, he found himself with not much time. He would work for a little while in the evening before his world of dreams would pull him in for the night. If it weren't for the threat of the being and the unknown of what else it could do to Sarah, his selfish side would be content to put off finding this evil and never resolving the issue. Alas, he also was practical when need be and he couldn't let that side rule him, for her safety's sake. He secretly wished that once this was situation found a resolution, that something less dire would arise to prevent her from leaving. That would be a sad day indeed, if it did come to pass. He actually was surprised she hadn't inquired as to why she couldn't go home yet. ----- The reality of it was Sarah didn't give a flying fig about going home. She was content where she was. There was nothing for her at home - no job, no real friends, no purpose. To be hst Jareth was a Prince Charming - guess that would be King Charming - in her eyes. He had reued her from a life she never really fit into. Even with her job, that had been her driving purpose. Not much of a personal life. Whether things became more with Jareth or not, she secretly wished - never aloud, coward that she was - to never go 'home'. She expected the Underground to drive her batty after a little while. But as she had modern conveniences and didn't have to dress in corsets and long uncomfortable gowns every day, she was perfectly happy to be there as long as needed. As time went on she also found friends in the Goblins, after stumbling on the thr room day when Jareth was away. They were having a party of sorts. When she asked what for, their reasoning was there need not be a reason. She tried Goblin ale, which was actually no worse than beer in her world. She wasn't much of a beer drinker, more mixed drinks. When she let that be known to the goblins, they promptly presented her with a green concoction. It looked like the poison brew in Snow White. She was wracking her mind how to get out of drinking it, when Jareth happened in, having come back from his errand. He assured her it would do her no harm. Tentatively, she took a sip and found it tasted like candy apples. She had never been drunk really, but after a couple of those, which seemed to be more potent than a human mixed drink, she had to stop. Jareth ended up transporting her to her room to sleep it off. From then on, the goblins would make her aware when they had a party, which was quite often. She just learned to watch her intake. They had many such drinks as well, any flavor she could think of. She had a feeling Jareth had a hand in that. She half wondered if he did it on purpose, as there was a time or after that first incident where he had to see her to bed and would stay to be sure she was alright. Every time, she would assure him she was not a drunk. He would quirk his lips in amusement,"I know Precious, Goblin drinks are very potent. Your human physiology isn't made to handle it in anything but a very small dose." Beyond her acclimating to the beverages of the Goblins, she had finished a book she had been writing. Then had started on another. What she intended to do with them, she didn't know. Just hold onto them until the day she was returned above ground, she supposed. She hadn't received any messages from Kai since she disappeared, which slightly ticked her off. Some friend. But what did she expect after that last night Above? Though perhaps it was a good thing, as she didn't have to deal with his not so subtle hints that had turned into unwanted advances anymore. It was easy to hide her disappearance from her family, as they lived far away. Communication online was ideal. She just tried to reply as often as she would before her move. During her visit she still hadn't been able to wander the Labyrinth. When she mentid it to Jareth he had promised to take her soon. Cerin had been almost as busy as the King lately. Not even being at dinners half the time. Jareth explained he had been sent to the Above for some business. In reality, Jareth was jealous that she had been spending quite a bit of time with Cerin in the beginning and while he was glad she was getting on well with his subjects, he needed time to make his case known. He already had an unfair advantage with being Sarah's childhood villain, though she seemed to not even give it much thought anymore. But he still wanted to even the ing field. Also by sending Cerin to take some of the lesser business, he finally freed up some time to spend with his Sarah. Sure he could've reordered time, but for his personal, insignificant use was frowned upon. He didn't want to attention to himself at this point and his guest. ----- Finally a few weeks after Sarah had moved Underground, he was able to free up a day. So after he had been alerted Sarah had taken her breakfast, he knocked on the connecting door to her room from his. After a "Come in" yelled from inside, he pushed it open to find her reading. "Hello Precious," he leaned against the doorjamb, attired in a silky blue shirt and his signature tights in black. She looked up and smiled,"Hey Jareth, I'm surprised to see you at this time of day." "I find myself with some much needed free time and I was wondering if you'd like a walk through the Labyrinth? Perhaps see some parts you didn't stumble onto in your run?" he grinned. She laid her book down on the table placed by her chair after slipping a bookmark in the pages. Jumping up, she rushed over to the closet to get a pair of sneakers as she figured she would need them for a comfortable, long walk. Jareth watched her with amusement,"I take that as a yes?" She beamed at him with a hint of like excitement reminient of her 15 year old self. "I've only been waiting weeks for the opportunity." He laughed,"Well then, love, take my hand." He extended said extremity and in a flash they were outside the gate leading into the city. They strolled towards the Hedge Maze in the opposite direction of the junkyard, visible in the near distance. Jareth was entertained in her reactions. She would crane her head, her eyes flashing everywhere at once. She caught him smirking,"Am I good diversion for you?" "Yes indeed, my Dear," he didn't expand on his thoughts, to her irritation. "Care to elaborate?" she teased, they had come to a stop and she had slightly leaned against of the tall hedges. "Not particularly, though it is interesting to see your point of view. I believe your last visit you didn't really appreciate the enery," he stood with his arms crossed. "Well you know, I was on a time hedule. Couldn't exactly stop and smell the roses." At that moment, before he could banter back at her, a blood red rose grew out of the hedge beside her face, making her jump unintentionally into the Goblin King. He steadied her by placing an arm around her waist as he thew back his head and laughed. "Wha..what was that?" she reflexively gripped his open shirt. "I believe the Labyrinth wishes to have you 'smell the roses', as you put it." "Talk about literal interpretation," she mumbled. Then louder,"Is it safe?" "Yes Sweetling, it is just trying to please you. You are its most revered runner." "Why?" she had reached out to lightly touch the silky petals. "You are the only to ever defeat it. You are the Champion," his voice had gotten quiet. She had leaned forward to breathe in the ent of the beautiful flower, but stopped at his reply. "You can't be serious?" she looked up at him, his arm still around her waist. He just nodded, his face solemn. "Out of all the , how ancient this place must be?" she still couldn't wrap her mind around this fact. He quirked his lips,"Indeed Precious. The Labyrinth isn't made to be won. Of course there is a very slim chance, otherwise it would be against the rules. But no , let al a 15 year old girl, has ever even made their way near the Goblin City, let al to my castle." "Then how did I?" "That I cannot answer. I suppose determination, perseverance. Most give up shortly after finding the first turn, if they even make it that far." She mulled that over as she once again leaned over, inhaling the sweet perfume of the rose. It smelled like nature after a gentle rain. He was able to pick up her outer thoughts and so when she inquired as to why it didn't smell like a rose, he wasn't surprised. "Our flowers are usually not of the normal variety. They will quite often give off whatever fragrance gives you comfort. It can actually be quite hindering if you run into them and are a runner at the time." "How so?" "It can make you disoriented and lull you into a sleep until time is up and you have lost. Which incidentally, I can't figure out why it didn't do that to you," he raised an eyebrow. "Is that why you had Hoggle give me the peach then?" "Exactly. Since the Labyrinth was siding with you it seemed, I had to take matters into my own hands." Instead of delving into that whole ene, after she let that roll through her mind, packed away for further analyzing later in private,"So..can you show me somewhere I didn't get to see?" He held back the laugh that would've erupted at her abrupt change of subject. Taking her hand,"Of course, love. Come." They found their way to the vase that Sarah had climbed out of before meeting the Wise Man. After gesturing for her to go first and her shaking her head in trepidation as she remembered what she ran across on her last visit, he did laugh then and went down the ladder. When there was enough room for her to start he said to her face peering over the edge,"Come now, it is a long climb down and I want to make sure you can get on the ladder." "You couldn't just transport us down?" he heard her mumble with his acute hearing as first foot, then the other, appeared on the top rung. He chuckled in his throat as she stepped down to the next rung,"And have you forgo the experience? I think not." He heard more grumbling that he chose not to address. They slowly made their way down, her breathing a sigh of relief when her feet hit the ground finally. Her hand subconiously on his arm to steady herself. He smiled inwardly at how she was coming to trust him little by little. "You're not going to send the cleaners after me and disappear, right?" she said, half seriously. "I already have you where I want you," he began,"well, almost where I want you." Laughing as she lightheartedly hit his arm, he continued,"No need to do something so extreme, my love." After some twists and turns that she was quite sure she didn't have access to last time, then around the final corner where she had to shield her eyes against the brilliant fire ball that if it weren't for the walls being made of st, would most likely have burned the Labyrinth down, she gasped at what was before her eyes. ----- Copyright 2017 A/N - While not too much happened in the way of action, of any sort, I am proud of the Labyrinth description so far. *Lyric is from "Already Home" - Hanson
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 10	Posted:Dec 3, 2017 3:52 am Last Updated:May 11, 2024 3:42 pm 3534 Views
Chapter 10 - All your purposes are gone, Nothing's right and nothing's wrong After settling down for bed, she read for a bit. Then even though she wasn't feeling sleepy, she tried to lay down and drift off. After her covers were a tangle, she got up agitatedly and almost went through the connecting door to Jareth's room. But she didn't want to disturb him, whether he was sleeping or doing other things. She paced back in her room, hoping to wear herself out. Then when that didn't work, she donned slippers and paced up and down the long hall of the wing her room was in. She wandered away from the hall, promising herself she would keep the wing in site. Everything was dim, ethereal light glowing from nowhere and yet everywhere. She got lost in everything around her. All the paintings, decorations, colors, furniture artfully scattered, that she didn't notice she was far away from her wing. She shivered as she realized she didn't have much on to keep her warm in the drafty passages. She tried to retrace her steps, but she felt she was getting even more hopelessly lost, like in the Escher room. She managed to come upon a hallway much like hers and found a door that there was a glow of light flickering under. She wasn't sure who else lived in this castle besides the goblins, but she was now feeling drained and couldn't keep wandering around all night. She lightly tapped on the door and waited. There was a shift of shadows underneath it and then it cracked open. Cerin stood there in a green embroidered robe, his feet bare. "Sarah, what are you doing here?" he looked surprised. She squinted against the brighter light, "Hey Cerin, sorry to bother you. I couldn't sleep and ended up wandering away from my room. Now I'm lost." She gave an embarrassed smile. "Jareth hasn't given me a tour of the castle yet, so I'm not sure where I am." He slid the door shut behind him as he stepped into the hall. He linked his arm through hers. "Come," he smiled,"I shall show you back. I assume you are staying in the King's wing?" "Eh..yeah. Not my idea," she could feel her cheeks growing warm at what he must think. "I'm not surprised," he replied with a chuckle as he guided her out of his wing,"my brother is possessive. He would want you where he can control every situation." Her eyes snapped to his face in surprise,"Despite what he may think, I am not anyone's. I am my own. He will find it very difficult to control me." One side of his mouth quirked,"Ah yes, I can see he has his hands full. But I am glad that you will not allow him to walk all over you, as you humans say. That way has no self respect for one's self." She nodded and stared ahead for a few steps the glanced up at him. " I'm not quite sure why I even allowed him to bring me here. I mean I was very frustrated at the time and wanted an escape, but I don't exactly have warm, fuzzy feelings about him when we last met." He laughed outright at her confession. "That does not surprise me. I have heard the stories of your visit. My brother moped for quite some time after that. You will find, he is full of surprises. Not just the nasty ones." His eyes flicked to her before turning back to concentrating on navigating them through the Labyrinth-like halls. "As for you calling for him, things do tend to happen for a reason. You shall just have to see where this plays out. He may be who you were meant to find or perhaps there is more for you this time." He said the last quietly. "Ah and here we are," when she looked up she saw they had made it back to her door,"Delivered safely my lady." "Thank you, Cerin. I very literally would've been lost without you," she grinned, not showing how his prediction had affected her. He gave a half bow with a cheeky grin that almost matched his brother's and headed back down the hall, disappearing out of sight. She thought she would be up pondering their conversation, but suddenly gave a wide yawn. She crawled into bed and was instantly asleep. ----- Dot was already bustling in the room the next morning when Sarah opened her eyes. She ate a leisurely breakfast and just to thumb her nose at Jareth and the castle, wore a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a singer she liked to listen to. A knock sounded at the hallway door, making her frown. Jareth would enter through the connecting door. Dot pulled it open to find Cerin standing there. "Don't look so disappointed," he teased. "My brother has requested I give you the tour of the castle as he has become detained with matters of the Kingdom. He doesn't wish you to stay confined to your room or get lost should you decide to get antsy cooped up." "Does he know about last night?" he knew her well it seemed, she thought, as she walked towards him. "No, I had an inkling you might like to keep that our secret," he raised an eyebrow. "Your inkling was very correct," she took the arm he offered, then they made their way out of her wing. As Cerin showed her around, especially traversing back and forth between her wing, the dining hall, throne room, and a few other rooms he felt she should know well, then a tour of the rest of the castle; she found he was quite the conversationalist and while her first impression was that he was closed off, that was untrue. He was expressive, ready to make her laugh, but he still held an air of mystery. Didn't hurt he was easy on the eyes. His dark looks contrasted to Jareth's angelic look. But where Jareth was more the dark type, Cerin was open for the most part. "Oh dear, I am afraid we have missed lunch completely and it is closer to dinner than not," he said suddenly, as they were viewing the portrait gallery. "He will expect us for dinner. Let's see if you can lead us back," he challenged. Sarah hadn't realized she was hungry until then, but her stomach reminded her it had been a long time since breakfast. By now she was confident in her way. He had had them walk this way throughout the day. When they made it to the opening of her hall, she gave him a mock curtsy. He lightly applauded,"Very good. I see I will be of no more use to you." He gave one of his ready teasing grins and turned to leave. She caught his arm, then quickly dropped it, as she wasn't sure of the protocol how the Fae take such actions. "Eh sorry, but I just..well, I know you probably have your normal day routines. But if you ever have time, it would be nice to see you beyond dinner. I doubt Jareth will be able to give me companionship too often." He gave a bow,"It would be my pleasure. Just knock on my door whenever you are in need. See you at dinner." ----- For dinner that night, Sarah changed into a black flowered skirt and black top with music notes on it. She felt empowered to not need anyone's help to get to the dining room. Such a small thing that people took for granted, but it made her feel like she had some freedom. Though Jareth had never implied she wasn't free, she knew her wish came with conditions. She just hoped he didn't turn her into a goblin, she frowned. That was doubtful, but you never know with the Goblin King. She found she was the first to arrive. She browsed the paintings on the walls, slowly walking around the massive room. An arm linked itself through hers, she looked up to find Cerin at the end of it. "Hey Cerin," she smiled up at him. "All by your lonesome, hmm?" He returned the smile as they continued the walk around the room. "Though I see you managed to not only make it here, but before my brother or I. Impressive." She squeezed his arm slightly,"Ha ha. I am more than just a simpering woman, like what you and your brother most likely are used to dealing with." Before he could reply, a voice said in an amused tone behind her,"I don't think that has ever been in question Sweetling." When she half turned, with her arm still entwined with Cerin's, she found Jareth with a slight frown on his face that belied his light tone. His eyes flickered to their linked arms and back to her face. If she hadn't been watching, she would've missed it. He couldn't possibly be jealous? The king who could probably have anyone, nah. She grinned as Cerin lightly tugged on her arm and started escorting her to her chair. "I would seriously call into doubt your intelligence, Your Majesty, if you questioned that," she retorted as she slid into her chair, him doing the same. He lips quirked,"So, Precious, I surmise the answer to my question I was going to ask, is you have been busy today, learning the castle with my brother." "You surmise correct. Cerin was extremely helpful," she smiled at the Fae in question. "How wonderful. Though I do hope you will not take this to mean to roam the Labyrinth. In the castle you are safe, but there are dangers outside." She raised an eyebrow,"And haven't I shown I am quite capable of facing your said dangers?" She took a bite of her food. "I was watching you the whole time, Love. But I unfortunately can't do that, how do you humans say it? 24/7. Please promise me you will only venture there if you have Cerin or I to accompany you." He saw the obstinate look on her face. " I promise you, this is nothing to do with controlling you or restricting your freedom. I do not wish you see harm come to you." She took a breath before spitting out a retort. But she had to concede he was right. "All right, I promise." He looked surprised for a brief second that she had given in so quickly. "Underestimating me again, Goblin King, eh?" she teased. He laughed in the sexy way only he had,"It seems so. Now tell me, did you both enjoy your day?" The dinner settled into amicable conversation. Her recounting the day and Cerin interjecting here and there. ----- Copyright 2017* *Lyric is from "Life of my Own" - 3 Doors Down
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 9	Posted:Dec 3, 2017 3:16 am Last Updated:May 11, 2024 3:42 pm 3654 Views
Chapter 9 - I don't know where my destiny's taking me Sarah was taken by surprise, though why with all his innuendos, she had no idea. But she gave into the firm press of his lips against hers, which turned into his tongue slowly invading her mouth searching for more. Her hands came up to grasp the back of his shirt and she was aware her skirt had ridden up to her thighs. How that was possible with how tightly he was pressed against her, would remain a mystery. Aside from the fact that she felt she was exactly where she should be, in his arms, a feeling was nagging at her that this was not the moment for them. Even though they'd met before, she was still technically a and as adults they were virtual strangers. She wasn't one to sleep around with just anyone. If she was, there would've been quite a few guys she would've tried for. Maybe not quite as handsome as the Goblin King whose one gloved hand was currently inching its way inside her shirt. She had to decide now if she wanted this to continue or if she would regret it. Now that was laughable, regret? But on some level she would. He must have access to so many women, more beautiful than her average self, and she didn't want to be just another conquest. No matter how much her body was screaming to just let it happen. She turned her head away, feeling like she hadn't taken a breath in ages, and slowly pushed against his chest. Which somehow was bare due to his shirt having come completely open and was just hanging from his arms. "Jareth, we can't," her voice was barely a whisper and he didn't hear it. As when he didn't have access to her mouth, he started to trail hot kisses down her neck. "Jareth," she got her voice back, pushing with some pressure against his shoulders,"we really need to stop. We barely know each other. I am not that type of girl." His eyes shifted up to her face to find she was serious. He was pushing her too far, too soon. With a sigh, he slid up and sat next to her, easing his arm around her. She stiffened at first, but when she realized he wasn't going any farther, she relaxed against him. "I'm sorry, I just..don't want to be a conquest and an easy one at that," her eyes were on her hands in her lap. If she would've been looking at him, she would've seen the look of surprise and anger that passed over his face. Recognizing she felt vulnerable, which he normally would take advantage of, but didn't, he schooled his expression to become passive. His tone was neutral as he asked,"And why would you think you were just another woman I wish to bed?" She did look up then,"Because all you know of me is a 15 year old immature who didn't understand what life was really like. I have grown and changed, Jareth. So it's either that or maybe you want to best your enemy in one form or another?" She slipped a teasing tone into her voice at the end of her speech to soften the accusation. This time he kept his face implacable,"Couldn't I just simply find you too delicious for me to resist?" She hated it when she couldn't read him, which was most of the time. "Well then we're back to being a conquest, which I'm not comfortable with," she blew out a breath, the tops of her breasts moving above the shirt where it has dislodged during his explorations,"I don't want to argue. I just don't want to move this fast. I would like to become friends at least, especially since it looks like you're stuck with me for a little while anyway." He was satisfied that she wasn't being the recalcitrant brat of earlier years, but a grown woman who recognized what she wanted. Even when her body was most likely demanding otherwise. He squeezed her with the arm that was still around her shoulders, "I understand where you're coming from, love and I shall try to concede to your request. Things move quicker with Fae than with humans. We don't see the need to procrastinate when we want something, but then again we don't have human moral standards." He stood up, walked around the bed and offered her his hand,"Unfortunately, it will be dinner soon and I have some matters to attend to before then. I will leave you in your room for now and will come to you to dinner in an hour." She allowed him to pull her up,"Ok, thank you for understanding." She held his hand until they walked the short distance to the connecting door, where it shut behind her once she was through. She sat reading quietly for ten minutes when a little goblin not quite half her height, with brown hair sticking out every which way, wearing a dark grey shapeless dress, hurried in. "Oh Lady, we must get you dressed for dinner. The King has sent me to aid you," she bustled to the wardrobe. Sarah sat the book open face down in her lap, "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" "King wants to have a formal dinner tonight, which you must dress very nice for. What you have on isn't bad for an informal occasion, but we must get you all done up," her voice was muffled as she dug in the wardrobe. Sarah sat the book on the little table beside the chair and walked behind the goblin,"I don't have anything really fancy, if that's what you're after. Just normal clothes." "Aha!" she pulled a dress out from the depths of who knew where, that was black on top with straps and a red bottom that started right below her chest with little black flowers. There was tulle underneath, but it didn't seem to be a lot. "Where did you get that? I know I don't own that," Sarah fingered the bottom of the dress. It seemed quite modern with just a touch of old-fashioned times,"and by the way what should I call you?" "I don't rightly know, Lady. We're all just goblins," she laid the garment on the bed. "Well then we need to name you. I can't just say 'Hey Goblin' when I need to get your attention. What would you like as a name?" she followed the small form. The female paused,"Hmm, I have always liked the sound of Dot. I do so love that design." Sarah stifled a smile,"Well then, that is what I will call you from now on, if you don't mind." The newly named Dot clapped her hands together,"Oh my Lady, you are too kind. My very own name!" Dot helped her disrobe and then slide into the new dress. It was comfortable enough, she would be able to maneuver in it. When it fell around her, it hit right below her knees. Dot fussed with it for a moment to make sure it was settled on her Sarah to her liking, then produced a pair of red wedge heels with a strap around the ankle. Sarah wasn't one for her heels, but since it had a bit more to balance on than a normal heel, she would deal. After all, she would be sitting down most of the time. How bad could it be? Sarah then did some minimal makeup of eyeliner, mascara, and lip gloss to give a bit of a shine. By this time, the hour had almost passed. A knock sounded on the connecting door to the King's room and Dot scurried away as Sarah called for him to come in. He was dressed in one of his customary outfits in his unusual color variations. He had a short cape over it his shirt. He looked her up and down slowly and grinned,"You look delicious, love. Shall we?" He offered her his arm. She smiled and took it, then he lead them out through her sitting room into the hall. They traversed so many halls and turns that she had no idea how she would learn on her own. He patted her arm, "It will be ok precious, it shall come to you." He glanced over before looking forward again. "Please stop reading my thoughts, it's disturbing. Especially since I don't now how much you're picking up," she spared a glance his way as well, but kept her eyes forward so as not to trip, matching his strides with her unfamiliar shoes. "Something you wish for me not to hear, hmm?" he laughed in the wicked way that made her shiver involuntarily. "No, but a person's thought should remain private," her cheeks were burning, recalling how she had felt every inch of his body pressed against hers earlier that day. He tsked,"Do not lie to me sweetling. Just as we Fae cannot lie, we taste them." "Then don't ask such personal questions and stay out of my head," she shot back, looking over at him fully, losing track of her feet and tripping. His grip on her arm stopped her from tumbling into a pair of double doors,"I shall try, Sarah. But I will not make promises I may not keep." Before she could reply, the doors swung open revealing a long table, dark wood. Chairs of the same color surrounded it. The room itself was decorated to resemble a fairy wood, complete with paintings at intervals on the walls of woods, rivers, nature. There was a male with black hair and almost as dark eyes, dressed in a more somber attire of black and dark blue than Jareth's flamboyant style. She had to stifle a smile, let him hear that thought. Wearing the same type of cape though as the Goblin King, standing with hands clasped behind his back. At their entrance, he nodded at Jareth, then offered a slight smile to Sarah and Jareth introduced him as his brother Cerin. He bowed his head to her and took her hand to press a kiss to the back of it. He was a bit taller than Jareth once he was directly in front of her. They convened to the massive table, Jareth at the head, Sarah and Cerin on either side. He was amiable enough. Inquired as to why she was in the Underground, where Jareth smoothly cut in and explained she had accidentally wished herself away after reading tales about the Fae. He seemed interested in what she did above ground, was even knowledgeable that women weren't stuck in the dark ages and relied on the men, like the Underground. "Do you go above much?" she was curious. "Oh here and there. I find it fascinating," he smiled and took a bite of the dessert. Before she knew it, dinner was through and Cerin was bidding them farewell. Once again pressing a kiss to Sarah's hand. After he left, she turned to find Jareth frowning. She wasn't in the mood for an argument or his mercurial moods, so she pasted a happy look on her face,"Well he is very nice, I'm surprised he lives with you. Is it some kind of rule?" The Goblin King's expression darkened,"No. He had a falling out with our parents and requested to become my subject. I have so few Fae subjects that I granted it to him. Makes for a change of company now and then." "You don't spend much time together?" "It is a big castle and I am busy more than not. He is left to his own devices." They were walking back to towards their rooms, she partly recognized some of the halls,"Which reminds me, when will I get a tour of the castle?" 'I will endeavor to clear some of my duties tomorrow so you can see more than your room," he smirked. "Much appreciated I'm sure" she drawled, dramatically. They had arrived at the door to her sitting room. He pressed a kiss to her cheek, while he held her hands in his,"Good night Precious. I have some work I have been neglecting. I shall see you in the morning." "Good night, Your Majesty," she grinned, then went inside and gently closed the door. ----- Copyright 2017* A/N - Ok this so wasn't supposed to get anywhere near so hot and heavy as quick, but Jareth was insisting on some action. I let him have a smidge and then put my foot down. He wasn't happy with me, but he will just have to sulk and get over it. I have a plot to get back to for Pete's sake! *Lyric is from "Madness" - The Rasmus
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 8	Posted:Dec 3, 2017 3:14 am Last Updated:May 11, 2024 3:42 pm 3549 Views
Chapter 8 - Here we stand, no memories to plan Jareth settled her into the room next to his that was connected with a door, which caused her to give him a raised eyebrow. "It's easier to protect you if I don't have to traverse the halls to a different wing love," he explained. "My wing is meant for the King and Queen, there are no other bedrooms. It is perfectly logical since the Queen's room is unoccupied, to locate you there." "Uh huh, perfectly logical Your Majesty," she said sarcastically, with a hint of a teasing tone. He strode to her and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then looked into her dark eyes,"You will find that your belongings have been brought here, as I am not sure how long you shall have to reside in the Underground with me. I will leave you to your rest and see you tomorrow. Sleep well precious." Then he disappeared through the connecting door to his room and it swung shut. "Well then..." she opened the closet to find her clothes, same with the dresser - full of familiar clothing. "At least I don't have to wear medieval garb," she muttered. She didn't think she'd be able to sleep in the huge, strange bed that was decked in a dark purple comforter and lighter sheets. It had curtains around the sides that could be pulled closed. Once she climbed in it however, the mattress was just right and she was asleep between one breath and the next. ----- The next morning she woke up refreshed and hungry. She tentatively pushed the door open to Jareth's room to find his bed was made and he was nowhere to be found. Puzzled, she wandered back into her room, then continuing to another door on the opposite end, which she found led into a gold and white decorated sitting room of her own. Waiting on a little table for two was breakfast, still hot, though it must've been sitting there for more than a few minutes, as there was no one in sight. While she leisurely enjoyed it, a letter on the opposite side of the table caught her eye. She reached across and plucked it up. "Precious, My apologies for not greeting you in person this morning. Matters of State have captured my attention. I would request you not wander the castle until I am able to show you myself. In the interim, you may go out into the hall as everyone has been directed not to come into this wing without my permission, aside from my most trusted Goblin, who will bring you Lunch today. I'm afraid there isn't much to see beyond our rooms, but if you should need to stretch your legs, I hope it will prove adequate. I shall endeavor to return as promptly as I am able, but I do foresee not being able to join you until dinner. - J" As much as her first instinct was to say screw him and his thinly veiled commands, she had to reason he was right. Not that he would ever be aware of that. She became cognizant that she had an insistent need to use the bathroom. Did they even have indoor plumbing? God she hoped so. She opened the door to the hall and strolled along it, hoping to find what she was having an increasing need of. She spotted a door a bit down the hall, almost at a dead end by a window. She prayed as she opened it and was relieved to be able to have relief.* Once she concluded that business, she perused the bathroom. Two sinks, one was occupied with male grooming accessories. She was assuming it was Jareth's. A big tub with a separate shower stall. The longer she stayed, the more she became convinced a bath was a great idea. Her house at home had a tub, but not one she could actually submerse herself in. She hurried back to her room, grabbed her shower supplies after some rooting around. To her delight, the bath water stayed hot, not overly so though. Her fingers were puckered and she had started to fall asleep in the bath. Getting out, she slowly dried off and put on the robe she had found. It looked clean and didn't seem to belong to Jareth, as it was too feminine. 'Although..' she shook her head to banish the amusing thought. When she got back to her room the breakfast dishes had been cleared away. Which considering how long she had been in the bathroom was no surprise, it was almost lunch time She slipped into a knee length black skirt, nothing fancy, and green sleeveless shirt. 'Not overly dressed,' she thought as she scanned herself in the full length mirror. Though why she was even trying to wear more than her normal jeans or pants and a t shirt, was nagging at her. "It's just this castle. I don't want to feel frumpy," she said to her reflection. Thank God she wasn't Pinocchio or her nose would be growing, she frowned. Turning away, she slipped into flat sandals with a back and sauntered to the window by the bathroom. She saw part of the Labyrinth with the Hedge maze. From here she couldn't make out any details though. She headed back up to where big double doors were on the far end of the wing. Along the way were some paintings of goblins, flowers, even one of Jareth in all of his Kingly glory - cape and crown included. She laughed at that. "Has to have a picture of him in his own wing," she mumbled. On her way back, she noticed another door quite close to her own. She opened it to find a dusty nursery. It hadn't been touched in her lifetime, most likely. Maybe even not in quite a few of her lifetimes. At 30, she could feel her clock ticking, but had really given up on . She wasn't getting any younger and the odds of 'the one' only declined the older she got. Men wanted 20-somethings. Having had her self-guided tour of the hall, she returned to her room. Lunch was waiting for her, which she once again ate leisurely since she had no pressing engagements. Once she was finished she became curious, the connecting door to Jareth's room calling to her. She still had a few hours before he was due back, she reasoned. Rolling her eyes at even her pathetic excuse, she decided to bite the bullet. His room matched his sitting room of reds and black. His bed was similar to hers in make, except the coloring matched his room instead of hers obviously. She examined his closet to find some similar pieces that she had seen him in during her run of the Labyrinth - the cape, the leather jacket, many pairs in different colors of his favored tight pants, many different colors of poet's shirts, vests. On the bottom of the closet were multiple pairs of his signature riding boots. She even spotted a riding crop. She wasn't going to linger on why that was in his closet and not in his stables. "Find anything interesting precious?" a velvet voice purred in her ear, making her jump back colliding into him. She turned around slightly flustered,"I..um..sorry, just bored. I was curious." She looked at his chest guiltily, which was bared halfway down due to his shirt. He chuckled and tilted her chin up,"Curiosity killed the cat love, but I suppose no harm." "No, I really didn't get into anything," she quirked half of her mouth. He took her hands, smirking as he lead her to perch on the end of the bed,"So sweet one, what did you do today to occupy yourself, besides snooping through my things?" She could feel her cheeks heating up at being caught,"Oh just took a bath, ate breakfast and lunch, walked the wing. Which by the way, a picture of yourself in your own wing, Mr. Arrogant?" She tried to turn the tables on him. "Well I don't have a picture of you to ogle, so I must make due," he teased, still holding her hands, his encased in his customary gloves. Why is it she could never get the upper hand with this man? "Because love, I am not a man. I am Fae. We don't exactly play fair." She gasped, had she said that out loud? He grinned,"Since I have been in your mind extensively, I am able to pick up snippets of your thoughts. I promise I am not reading everything in your pretty head, but it is a side effect." "That is not.." she stopped herself. "Fair?" he finished, his grin still in place. "By the way that's such a lovely shade of red on your cheeks." She looked away and tried to pull her hands out of his. His expression became serious. "I am sorry, precious. I find it is quite easy to bait you, especially now as you try to control your reactions. Bravo for that. You have definitely matured into a regal woman," he retained control of her hands with a gentle pressure. With his words she stopped trying to get them back," How was your day anyway?" He laughed at her not too subtle way of changing the subject, but allowed it,"Dreadfully boring. My father wanted to see me, to inquire why I have a human in my midst." "Wow word travels fast here." He laughed,"My father is High King of all of the Underground. He becomes aware when a human is here more than the 13 hours of the Labyrinth run. But I assure you, your presence is unnoticed by almost everyone else. That is why Father called me straight away. This occurs rarely. So he must make sure everything is running smoothly. I explained the situation and he is satisfied for now. He knows I have things in hand. I am in line to be the next High King when he retires, after all." "Oh I didn't know that. There are other kingdoms?" "Oh yes, mine is but one of many. The Labyrinth chooses its King, since the day I was born I was meant to be its King. I shall remain even when I become High King, until an heir is born that the Labyrinth recognizes just as it did I. It is a great honor. There have not been many Goblin Kings over the centuries." "How long have you ruled?" "1300 years, give or take. We live so long that we don't really count by years specifically." Her mouth dropped open and before she could stop herself she blurted,"How old are you then?" He chuckled,"Honestly love, I couldn't tell you that anymore. But suffice it to say I am over three millennia." "Holy crap," she gasped. "Too old?" he teased. She saw the twinkle in his eyes and regained her composure. "Perhaps a bit, Grandpa," she smirked at him. A hurt expression appeared on his face before breaking out into a devious smile,"Grandpa hmm? What a pity. I need a woman who can keep up, not a little girl." "Little girl my ass, old man," with no warning she launched herself at him and had him on back with her straddling him. "I rest my case," he laughed. "Only a little girl would stoop to such antics." "Oh blah blah, you're just too old to have fun," she countered. "Oh?" he raised an eyebrow at her and before she knew what was happening her world turned upside down, and now he was the one pinning her. She could feel a certain, solid part that would very much like to have fun. She half struggled beneath him, but secretly delighted in this situation, that he could be lighthearted. Not to mention certain parts of her were cheering. "Get off me you oaf," she laughed, pushing at him. Instead he leaned down and brushed a tender kiss on her lips, causing her movements to cease. A/N - Sorry guys to leave it at that. I'm just glad to have got this out. I was hoping for some action, not in the bed. lol But this chapter was determined to be a filler. I hope it was an interesting read. ----- Copyright 2017 Lyric is from "Beautiful Mind" - Melanie C *That was on purpose, 'relieved to have relief.' haha Yes I'm weird.
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 7	Posted:Dec 3, 2017 3:11 am Last Updated:May 11, 2024 3:42 pm 3371 Views
Chapter 7 - Memories, sharp as daggers, pierce into the flesh of today While he had been concerned she would shy away from him once her memories were returned, he knew they needed to be returned all the same. He was holding his breath when she opened her eyes and said his name. How would she react? "Jareth..what happened? Why are we cozy all of a sudden?" Sarah slowly sat up but made no move to distance herself from him. "Do you remember the Labyrinth, love? Your run?" he stroked her hand absently, his brow creased with worry. "I remember it all. Is it my foolish imagination or did you propose to me at the end of it?" she wasn't looking at him anymore just staring off into space, concentrating inwardly. "Not foolish at all Sweetling, I did. But you turned me down. It took me quite a few years of your time to get past it," he replied quietly, watching her features. She did look him in the eye then,"I was 15, silly man. I didn't know what you were doing. I thought you were trying to enslave my brother and I." He chuckled,"Well I'd like to make you my slave in some interesting ways, but I do not wish to make you uncomfortable at the moment. You've had quite the time of it tonight already. I fear your memories of me aren't entirely in my favor. I'm surprised you're not running away, screaming right now." It was her turn to laugh,"Perhaps at 15 I would but now, I have to be amused at all your attempts to stop me only to lose. Though being a had its advantage. I'm not sure I'd have the stamina to do that now." He grinned wickedly at her. "Oh love, you don't give yourself enough credit. I gauge you have a great deal of stamina. But maybe for better use than solving a Labyrinth," he lifted her hand to his lips to press a kiss to it before resuming his idle stroking. She blushed,"I somehow think your 'better use' would leave me even more exhausted." "Indeed, I do believe you are correct. But turning to less pleasant things, love, I must try to focus on finding who put this spell on you. It was on you for around 10 years and you never were aware. If I may peruse your mind?" "Um..I mean, will you see things I would prefer you didn't?" she stammered. He could see her discomfort, so he tried to refrain from teasing her further at the moment, as this was a serious matter,"It is possible. But I am looking for a signature that everyone who casts a spell leaves. If it's not in certain memories you find uncomfortable for me to see, I can easily move onto the next." "What do I do?" "Just lay here and close your eyes. Focus inwardly and breathe slowly. I shall do the rest," his gloves had disappeared and he laid his fingers lightly on each side of her head. Then he closed his own eyes, once he was satisfied she has conceded to his request, and started his search. The memories started before she was actually aware in her life. She saw herself as a baby, then a playing with toys, then starting her first day of Kindergarten. Her elementary years flew by like images on a microfilm. Jareth would pause here and there as a funny memory would slide past. She could feel his amusement and his smile. Before she knew it, they were looking through her high school memories. How she didn't fit in, how she would escape to the park and act out plays and stories by herself. She caught sight of a white owl. 'Yes precious, I had been watching you for a couple years before you wished your brother away,'* his voice echoed in her mind, answering her unspoken question. She wasn't sure how she felt about that, but deep down it was nice to know someone was looking out for her when she felt alone. Then her memories of first meeting him came. She mentally squirmed a bit. Her 15 year old self was scared at the imposing magical figure that appeared, but deep down even at that age, she was thinking what a babe he was. She could feel him smirk, just as if she was looking at him, but he let it slide. The slideshow of her life showed her the journey through the Labyrinth. Him once again getting amusement from her thoughts of them in the tunnels and her thoughts of his tight pants. She knew what relations between a man and a woman were at that age but only in theory. So she didn't fully understand what she was admiring and half fantasizing each time she saw him. Oh but she did now. If she would've went through that experience as a woman grown, she wasn't so sure she would have even ran the Labyrinth. She would've probably offered herself to him in exchange for Toby. Not that she could deny that she wouldn't enjoy the 'sacrifice'. 'I most definitely would take you up on that now, love. And trust me, it would be no sacrifice on your part,' his voice echoed through her mind, with a deviously sexy tone to it, as the images kept sliding by. Even though he was being playful, she could sense his frustration as he still hadn't found the signature of the being yet and her life was flying by. She met him terrified at the end of her journey, Toby having been so close and now he was gone again. She couldn't help but mentally kick herself as he offered marriage and she turned it down. 'My love, don't berate yourself. As you said yourself, you were young and didn't understand what I was offering. I could've been much clearer as well. I blame myself more so,' she felt him kiss her forehead, which was quite odd since it felt like she was having an out of body experience currently. Suddenly he gasped and she was snapped back into her body. She was disoriented. Sitting up, she turned in his arms. His eyes were still closed and his hands were hovering above her head, his brow creased in concentration. She was dying to ask what happened, but waited impatiently for him to open his mysterious, magical eyes. After a few minutes he met her gaze. "I was able to find the signature, right as you said you had no power over me. Quite sloppy to put it there, obvious place," he explained. "Well who is it?" she took one of his still bare hands in hers. He smiled despite his irritation at her simple act. "They are guarding themselves well in that aspect. It's peculiarly familiar, but I can't place it at the moment,"he rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand,"I shall have to study this. But now that I have the essence, I can do some magic of my own." "Do..you think you'll be able to find who it is?" her eyes showed worry. He squeezed her the best he could with their current position,"Oh sweet one, I am very powerful. If it had been me who had cast this and someone else was trying to find my signature, they would have no luck. They may have significant power but they will be no match for me in the end." "What happens then? After you find who it is?" "I shall have to take care of them of course," he answered matter-of-factually. "Won't that be dangerous?" He chuckled,"Now love, you know I myself am quite dangerous." She had to smile at that,"But still.." "Are you concerned for me precious? Do I detect some notes of feeling towards my well being?" he teased, taking his hand from her and stroking the side of her face. She subconsciously leaned into it. Now that she had her memories back, with the eyes of an adult woman, with female needs, she was savoring every moment. How immature she had been back then. She had wasted 15 years she could've been with him, instead of failed relationship after another. His scent seemed to envelop her. She wished she could stay there forever. "Oh what I would give to know your thoughts my sweet Sarah. From the look on your face, I think I would find them quite wonderful," he brought her back to herself and out of her internal monologue. Her stubborn side caused her to half pull out of his embrace, even though her whole being was screaming NO, that she was where she needed to be. "I really should be getting back. I'm sure I've taken up enough of your time." He smirked at her abrupt change, knowing it was a defense mechanism. "There's my obstinate Sarah,"he paused in thought,"unfortunately love, I don't think it's a good idea for you to leave here. Now that I've disentangled you from that spell, the being will know and will be furious. I can't guarantee that you wouldn't come to harm without me to protect you." Deep down she was delighted she had a reason to stay, but crossed her arms and looked put out,"Jareth, I can't just be whisked away. I have a life and responsibilities." "You mean the job that fired you after all the hard work you put in and friends who don't give you much time," he said gently, rubbing her back to ease the sting of his words. She wanted to be mad at him and that was her first instinct, to lash out. But he wasn't the cause of her current life situation and making an enemy of him when he was just trying to help her, would do no good. Sighing,"As much as I hate to admit it and don't you dare make me regret saying this Goblin King, you're right. I really don't have anything to go back to right now," she looked down at her hands clasped in her lap. He turned her head towards him with his now gloved hand and kissed her cheek,"I shall endeavor not to make you rue your words. Your are wise and intelligent, love. I will have a room made up for you and then give you a tour of the castle tomorrow so you can move around freely, as it is late tonight. Stay here for a few moments while I see to your room." After she nodded her acquiescence, he disappeared through the door to the hall. ----- In another place, the cloaked figure with the black eyes was throwing a tantrum, smashing breakables and screaming in frustration. "How did she break the spell?! What kind of magic does this mortal woman have that I didn't sense?!" He couldn't locate her, which meant she was being hid magically. She was definitely not at her house, as he had checked there when he felt the spell break. He had an inkling he knew who was helping her. Now, how to remedy this. He calmed down and sat on a gaudy jewel encrusted throne. "You can't be doing this on your own little mouse and I have a suspicion a certain Goblin King is shielding you. Enjoy your freedom and memories. It won't last long." He laughed manically as he tapped his hand against the arm of the throne, planning his next move. ----- Copyright 2017 *Lyric is from "Killing Loneliness" - HIM
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 6	Posted:Dec 1, 2017 6:09 pm Last Updated:May 11, 2024 3:42 pm 3558 Views
Chapter 6 - Heavy thoughts sift through dust and the lies Sarah had grown out of her moping phase, mostly. So instead of giving into her urge to stay in bed, depressed at the turn of events, she tried to be productive. She had had an idea for a book, not a reen, but due to work commitments she never really had time to make it into a reality. The present seemed an opportune time. In the early evening, there was a knock at her door. She frowned and she stopped typing. She had got a good chunk out in a day, due to her notes she had ribbled over time. Pulling the door open, she diovered Kai on the other side. Holding back her annoyance at being interrupted with the creative juices flowing, she forced a smile,"Hey Kai, what are you doing here?" Stepping past her and walking to her living room, he replied,"I decided I wasn't taking No for an answer anymore and came over to surprise you." He flashed a grin. "I..appreciate you thinking of me. I actually was in the middle.." He interrupted her," Dear, you're ALWAYS in the middle of something anymore. So now I'm just going to force you to stop and smell the roses. You need 'You' time." "Oh but I am. I actually was working on something I had an idea for and never acted on it but now seem to find myself with the time," she closed the door since he had made himself at home on her couch and didn't seem to be leaving any time soon. She walked over and sat in the chair across from him. "That sounds dreadfully boring dear. You just finished writing for work and now you're doing more for fun? This is exactly why you need me. I am strongly suggesting you get yourself upstairs and make yourself pretty so I can take you out dancing," he crossed his legs and was shaking the foot in the air slightly. She tried to remain calm,"Kai you know I don't like going out dancing. I have left feet. I prefer not to make that fact known to strangers." If he was ing any attention he would've noticed how tense her body language was, but he was oblivious. He stood up, moving to pull her to her feet. "Now now negative , we need to get you out of here, so we shall just out aside your nonsense insecurities," he guided her toward her stairs," now hurry up and get gorgeous Dear Heart and quickly. The night isn't getting any younger." She went up the steps and disappeared around the corner, mostly just to get out of his sight. Once in her room with the door closed, she leaned against it and blew out an agitated breath. She was getting irritated, but perhaps she was being unreasonable. He was being a bit overbearing, but she had been a hermit lately. She took a quick shower and then was back in her room wrapped in her robe, perusing her closet for something decent to wear out for dancing. Kai knocked on the door,"Sarah, are you clothed?" She glared at the door,"Kind of, just trying to figure out what to wear." She said loud enough for him to hear. He cracked the door, seeing she was covered, he came in with a bag in his hand. "Here you go, I thought you may need this as I know you normally dress more conservatively." She took the bag, sure she didn't have it with him when he came in her house. But of course he could've got it from his car. 'You're losing it, Sarah,' she berated herself,'you need this night out to loosen up.' She thanked him as he slipped back out. The bag contained a black dress that fell above her knees, made toga style over shoulder, but more modern. It had a ruffle going from the waist on the left side down to the hem on the side that had the shorter ruffle at the waist was slit halfway up the thigh and laced like a corset closed, but to show some skin. It was low-cut, almost uncomfortably so. But she figured she could manage for night. She'd just wear her black leather jacket, a splurge she had made last year. Think classy, not biker. She quickly did her makeup and made her way downstairs in stocking feet. Kai looked her up and down, more than once,"Absolutely appetizing dear." She flashed a halfhearted smile and went to her hall closet to slip her low back wedge heels on. A frown passed quickly over his face then was g,"I didn't think about shoes. I suppose those shall do." He offered her his arm and smiled wide,"Shall we head out for a night of debauchery then?" He winked. She gave a nervous laugh,"Uh, sure. But I warn you I'm just doing this because I feel bad for not making time for you. This isn't exactly my perfect night out. I appreciate the effort, but I may be a bit of a downer." "Oh Dear Heart I'll change that," giving an almost wicked smile he ed her to his Porhe waiting at the end of her driveway. ----- Sarah's predictions were right. She tried to have a good time, she really did. But even she could tell Kai was getting impatient with her when after she attempted to dance on the crowded floor to a fast beat with him and felt self conious after she bumped into some, she sat down and refused to do more than watch and sip her drinks that Kai kept replenishing. Logiy she knew she was bound to bump into some, but she hadn't been in the mood to go out anyway and this whole night just wasn't a good idea. So she spent the rest of the time watching Kai dancing with other women, pretty closely she might add. It's not that she was jealous of him specifiy as there was no emotions involved for him. But she wished she could be that free and not have a care. Plus sitting by herself just made her more depressed than if she'd stayed at home working on her story. At least that would've made her feel fulfilled to an extent. Even though it was still early techniy at 11 pm, she was socially and emotionally exhausted. Too much happening too quickly had taken its toll on her. A few minutes later, Kai stopped at the table to take a drink and she lightly grabbed his arm,"Hey can we head out? I'm tired and just not into this anymore." An annoyed looked passed over his face but was replaced by a grin,"Awe come on dear, the night is still young. You need to get on the floor and dance." He sat his drink down and tried pulling her up off the chair she was perched on. "Really Kai, I appreciate you trying, but I'm just in the mood for my bed," she lightly resisted the pulling on her hands, shaking her head. He stopped trying and stepped behind her to start massaging her shoulders,"Would you care for company in your bed?" She could tell he was bordering on being completely drunk,"I think that is your problem dear , you need to loosen up. Being tense can only work for so long." She gasped, he had always been a gentleman and never had said such things to her. She spun around, breaking his hold on her shoulders,"Really Kai, that was just uned for. You are my friend, but I wouldn't tolerate that from any." A dark look appeared on his face,"Fine then, I've tried to get you out of your shell, to live. But you prefer to be al I see. I'm sorry Sarah, that I've wasted your time. But I'm not ready to leave. Also as I don't think you'd feel it was safe for me to drive you home in my current state, perhaps you should ask the bar tender to you a cab? I shall reimburse you for the cost." Then he strolled back out onto the dance floor without waiting for a reply. She just gaped at him for a minute, his behavior totally out of character with the guy she'd known for the past . She was frozen on the chair, not believing this just happened. She knew she should do as he so ously suggested and get a cab, she mused as she sat there aimlessly stirring her drink around. The shock of the previous events finally wore off as she finished her drink and then she could feel tears building. How did her life take such a turn? No job, ditched by some she thought was her friend. Maybe Kai was right on some level, her life needed a change. She was 30 and had never had any serious relationships. She had tried a few times, but they always ended. She had a few friends, but n that were close. Her job was it. Now that was g. Instead of taking Kai's advice, she left the table and grabbed a stool at the bar, in the corner almost in shadow. For the next hour she finished off more drinks. Something very out of character for her, but she didn't give a damn. She was feeling reckless. Kai was still surrounded by women, not even noticing she was still there. As she started on her th drink, she anned the crowd. While it had thinned a bit, it was still busy. No really bothered approaching her, which she couldn't decide if that was a good or bad thing. She was feeling lly, but not for a stranger or even for a friend who had left her when she needed some. She sighed, realizing the clock was at 1 am almost at this point. She really should go home. How she was going to manage that, even in a cab, seemed to be too much energy. Suddenly words popped into her mouth and she was saying them before she even realized,"I wish the Goblin King would come save me." ----- "About time precious, although you becoming blitzed isn't exactly how I pictured this. I would prefer you in your right state of mind, but I shall take what I can get," a very familiar voice breathed almost in her ear. She spun around on the stool, almost falling off her chair, into the arms of the Goblin King. Well she was pretty sure it was him, the man from her dreams, slightly altered. His white blond hair was cut short and layered to fall over his right eye. He didn't have his Fae distinguishing eye markings, just his odd eyes. He was wearing a deep blue button down shirt, open halfway showing his chest and black jeans with boots. He still had his Talisman around his neck. Surprisingly he wasn't wearing gloves, which she realized in all her dreams he had had them on. He gently closed her mouth, she didn't even notice it had popped open at the sight of him, as he held her tight to him with his other arm. "But..am I dreaming? I don't remember going home," she babbled, stunned. He chuckled in his dark, mihievous way,"No love, we are in this unsavory bar. You finally said your right words and ed me to you. I can finish breaking this spell now that you've let me in." She pinched her arm then winced, rubbing it. "Ouch, that's not supposed to hurt in a dream," she mumbled. He tilted her chin up,"Sweet hart, you are wide awake. Once I can restore your memories you shall understand. But I'd rather we do it in a more private setting, hmm?" Still holding onto her, with a wave of his hand the room spun and then they were in a mauline sitting room of reds and black. Candles were lit as if by magic and then he released her waist. She slowly backed away until the back of her knees bumped a chair and she sat down,"How is this possible?" Her head was clearing. She finally looked up at him and gasped, his appearance had altered to his longer layered hair that touched his chest. His marks over his eyes were back and his clothing had changed to a light blue poet's shirt and tight, white pants with his trademark boots up to his knees. Why was this man so familiar when she had never met him? He sat down in the matching chair to her own, producing a crystal orb out of seemingly thin air. He leaned forward as he swirled it around his hand,"I know you are very confused love and this must be quite a shock. But I assure you I mean you no harm and am only trying to protect you. A powerful spell was placed on you to block your memories and I am trying to unravel it." "How do I know you? Where are we?" she was looking around, her logical brain telling her this can't possibly be real. "You ran my Labyrinth when you were 15 and turned down my offer to stay with me. I have brought you to my private sitting room in my castle,"he replied distractedly, peering into the ball still in his hand. Then he looked up,"I need you to hold this Sarah, I shall do the rest." Not quite sure if she should be doing this, she took the surprisingly light crystal from him and cupped it in her hands. It was warm and glowing. He placed his hands over hers and closed his eyes, concentrating. The warmth of his hands, now encased in his gloves when he changed to his true appearance, was comforting. She started to see images swirl in the crystal, but at too rapid of a pace for her to catch anything. She stopped looking, as it was making her dizzy. Unfortunately the dizzy feeling only intensified, even when she shut her eyes. ----- Next thing she knew she was waking up on a soft surface disorientated, with some stroking her hair. She slowly cracked an eye to dim candlelight. Opening the other eye as well, she tried to move her head, but had a terrible migraine. So she shifted her eyes up to see it was the dream man who still hadn't told her his name, stroking her hair gently. He smiled when he saw her looking up at him,"Hello precious, glad to see you're awake. I was trying to break the spell and you ended up passing out. Do you feel well?" "Not really," she whispered,"my head is killing me." Before he could respond, she grabbed hold of his hand and spasm-ed in pain, as long repressed memories flew through her mind. He couldn't stop them, this is what he needed to happen to finish unlocking the spell. He continued stroking her hair and whispered an incantation to take some of the pain from her while her mind tried to accept the influx. When it was over she was drenched in sweat and extremely exhausted, feeling as if she had run 100 miles. She sat up and tried to take off her jacket, which he did with a wave of his hand. She settled back down against him, closing her eyes. She poked at the new memories gingerly and when they no longer caused pain, started sorting through them. He sensed what she was doing, so waited patiently. When she was d, she opened her eyes and tilted her head up. "Jareth..." ----- Copyright 2017* *Lyric is from "From the Inside" - Linkin Park
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 5	Posted:Dec 1, 2017 2:18 pm Last Updated:May 11, 2024 3:42 pm 2933 Views
Chapter 5 - Now everything inside my life's become a mystery. Sarah was in the middle of cleaning the back of a closet, sweaty and in need of a shower, when the phone started ringing. Standing up, making the muscles in her legs complain from the stretching, she grabbed for it on the nearby table. "Hello?" she answered with it between her ear and shoulder while she wiped her hands on a cloth. "Hey Sarah it's Kai, haven't heard from you in a few days. How is that screenplay coming?" said a familiar voice from the other end of the lines. She smiled at hearing his voice,"Doing good. I finished it and have had some down time, so I did some shopping and now cleaning." His chuckle was smooth like scotch on the rocks, which for some reason always bugged her,"How exciting. I was wondering if you'd be interested in me coming over for a bit later today?" She grimaced, but kept her voice pleasant,"I dunno Kai, when I'm done cleaning, I need a shower. I'm all covered in grime and dust. Plus I was up at the crack of dawn cause I couldn't sleep, so I think I may turn in early. Rain check?" "Sure, sure, but I will hold you to that my dear," his voice had become a little less warm, but not unkind. She put it down to disappointment as she hadn't seen him in a few weeks since she had been on that deadline. "Ok, thanks. Was nice to hear from you, catch you later,"she said, masking the relief in her voice into a yawn. "Bye Sarah." She blew out a breath she hadn't know she had been holding. She had known Kai for a couple years, bumping into him at a bookstore. He was quite gorgeous. Short, semi-layered brownish-blondish hair, always artfully tousled, striking green eyes, a solid muscular chest she had the misfortune to know when she had fallen asleep on his chest while watching a movie, and taller than her by about 6 inches. He was about 10 years older than her as well, which put him at 40 but he truly only looked about 35. He definitely had the air of someone who had been around awhile though. It's not that there was anything wrong with him. He was always nice to her and had always been a gentleman. But there was something off about him. She was beginning to think it had to do with her dream man she had been conjuring recently. Now that she'd seen images of him, she couldn't shake the sense that no one else would match up. Plus even though he had yet to actually make a move beyond an occasional friendly handhold and offering to cuddle during movies, she felt like the wheels were turning and something was about to happen. If it involved him and any possible advances, she didn't want to deal with it yet and hurt him. It's not that she was leading him on. He'd been a good friend to her, but she just didn't know how to tell him there couldn't be anything more. The spark wasn't there for her. ----- A few days passed without incident. She ended up cleaning her house top to bottom, met up with some friends to catch up, but avoided calling Kai back. One good thing about him, he wasn't clingy. It was a shame really that she didn't feel anything romantic for him. She had settled down at her computer one evening to check everything in her normal round. She had an e-mail from her editor, probably letting her know it was being sent on to be sold. After scanning it though, the smile on her face turned into near tears. The e-mail heralded very bad news. They were turning her loose due to their company merging with another and the new company felt she wasn't a good fit. Her editor had at least wanted to let her know before she heard it through the grapevine. Her last manuscript wouldn't be used the new company had decided and as of the end of the current month, she would be out of a job. She reread the message in near shock and horror, staring blankly at the screen for a few minutes. She just couldn't comprehend this. She had been with her current employer for 5 years and this was the thanks she got? It's not like she was 60 and had no fresh ideas. The tears started falling then. Of course the phone picked that moment to ring. Reaching over out of habit, she picked it up,"Hello?" trying to keep her voice steady. "Hey Sarah, I was wondering if you'd be up for me coming over tonight? I thought perhaps your cleaning spree would out of your system now?" it was Kai's voice. "Uh..Kai, I just received some really bad news and I'm not in the mood for company really." "What's wrong, my dear?" his tone turned concerned. "I..I'm actually still processing it, I literally just received it before you called. Can I call you when I have had time to sort through how I feel and am not in as much shock?" He sighed,"Sarah what is happening? I feel like you're pushing me away. I don't want to sound uncaring, but it's been over a month. I respected your work and need for space, but a flower without sun will wither and die." "Kai please, this really isn't about you. I was busy with a deadline and it's not like I planned this to happen. I promise I'll call you when I feel more in the mood to talk." "Ok Sarah, I understand. Take care dear." Then the line went dead. Hmm. She would've sworn he seemed a little miffed, but that must just be her riot of emotions right now. She couldn't tell what was up or down. She would have to make some life decisions soon with this new turn of events, but not tonight. She had some money in savings to tide her over for awhile. Not that she was rich, but she wouldn't be in danger with missing a few paychecks. Though when she thought of what a waste of time that script she had just sent a few days ago had been, it upset her and she started to get pissed off. They couldn't have told her all this before she went to all that effort? Ugh! Feeling emotionally and physically exhausted she got ready for bed and fell instantly asleep despite the turmoil in her mind. ----- She walked up a long staircase and turned through several angles. She was puffing by the time she reached the top and emerged onto a stone platform. What she saw took her breath away. Above, below, or around her - which she could not tell - was a vast stone hall, with so many staircases, balconies, windows, and doorways at different heights and odd angles to each other that she had no idea what was up or down, near or far, inside or out, backward or forward. Planes reversed themselves as you watched them, receding corners suddenly jutted out, rising steps inverted themselves, floors became ceilings, and walls turned into precipices. In this room, it seemed that the law of gravity had been repealed, and perspective had seven dimensions. As usual, this seemed so familiar, though this was associated with a tumultuous emotion, that she couldn't fathom where it was coming from. As she perused the area and how to proceed without a serious workout on her part her imaginary dream man appeared on the other side of the room with a shocked expression. "Precious thing, what are you doing here and how did you get here?" he said as he walked up and down a few staircases, until he was in front of her. "What do you mean? I'm dreaming," she frowned with confusion. "But Sarah love, I didn't come to you. That is the only way you could be here. But you are actually in my world. Not fully, as you are correct, it is a dream. But you crossed to my kingdom." She put her hands on her hips in annoyance,"Oh come on, I'm just projecting more of that book and apparently now having arguments with my subconscious due to my life being totally fucked up." Then she burst into tears. Without a thought, he pulled her into his strong arms against his lithe, muscled body,"Shh love, it will be ok. But I am unable to fully come to your aid until you.." "Say my right words, yeah yeah," she cut in, half pushing away from him to look into his eyes, even though his scent of autumn nights and dark, heady spices was intoxicating,"problem is, I don't KNOW what that is. That book says about stealing babies away. I have no babies and if I did I certainly wouldn't wish them away." He kept his arms around her with a bit of pressure, their bodies still aligned against each other. He had to keep his wayward thoughts under control as now was most definitely not the time. "True, "he conceded,"but they don't have to be so precise. Words have power. WISHES have power. I can't divulge more, love. I must get you back. Without me initiating this, it is too dangerous. I didn't have the time to put up a protection that I normally do when I visit you." "Protection against what?" now she was alarmed, even though it was only a dream. Strangely, it did feel quite real. HE felt quite real. Deliciously so, she was becoming aware. "Whoever put this memory block on you. It is very powerful. Not more so than I, but it has many layers and has taken me a long time to get this far. Please Sweetling, think very hard and say your right words. I can come then." Then like a reverse Sleeping Beauty he kissed her on the lips just like last time and next thing she knew, her eyes were open to the morning sun. ----- Copyright 2017* Lyric is from "Leap of Faith" - Egypt Central
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 4	Posted:Nov 30, 2017 5:58 pm Last Updated:Nov 30, 2017 5:59 pm 2532 Views
Chapter 4 - I came here to wake you, to open up your mind Jareth was trying very hard to hold onto his temper. Normally he was very controlled, but in the circumstances it seemed he couldn't keep a leash on it. He was pacing back and forth in front of his thr with agitated steps. He had finally broken through to Sarah in her dreams because she had started to read the book, which possessed enough force to create a slight fissure in the spell. Most beings wouldn't be able to slip through, but that was all he needed. He still couldn't come to her outright, but at least he could continue working on the spell without causing her nightmares due to the fail safe. She had unknowingly d away with that. It felt incredible to hold her in his arms. To her it was a dream, but it was indeed very real. He thought that would've been the push to get her to finish the book and her to him. But instead she had to be her apparently still obstinate self and avoid the matter altogether. He stopped pacing and peered into the crystal now in his hand. The infuriating woman was cleaning. He had to remind himself that she had no idea of the high stakes and that she wasn't purposely putting herself in danger. But he wanted to shake her all the same and impress upon her the gravity of the situation she was in. He still didn't know who had put this spell on her, but they had to be dangerous to go to such lengths. When he saw she went to sleep for the night, he once again went to her. ----- This time she was wandering through tunnels underground somewhere. She had the curious feeling some should be accompanying her, that this had happened before. Some short, gruff, but with a good heart. She associated this place with fear, but again why, she had no notion. She turned a corner and came upon a blind beggar sitting with his back to the wall. A crystal ball rolled past her feet on the floor and jumped into the hat that was upturned on the ground by the tattered being. The beggar turned his face toward her,"What do we have here?" "Uh, nothing," Sarah didn't know where that came from, a voice from a lifetime ago seemed to echo it and she repeated it out loud. "Nothing? Nothing?! Tra la la!" The beggar rose up. The man from her previous dreams appeared as he lifted the beggar's costume away. His outfit seemed very familiar just like everything else she had dreamt of this place, whatever this place was. He was wearing a brown leather jacket with an uneven collar, an obenely tight grey pair of pants, riding boots coming up almost to his knees, and black gloves. He strode over to her and took her by the shoulders, gently but firmly, "Sarah I cannot stress to you in mere mortal words how important it is you finish the book you have been avoiding in favor of cleaning!" He was staring into her eyes and she felt, into her soul. She was getting very sick of being confused with an imaginary being, so she straightened her shoulders and lifted her chin with a challenge in her eyes,"But why? You have given me no reason that it is so important to read a 's story. I am not a in case you haven't figured that out." He took a step back, a flirtatious quirk to his lips revealing slightly pointed teeth in a devilish grin as he looked her up and down. With a less severe t of voice he replied"Oh yes my precious , I HAVE noticed you are indeed a woman grown now." He gave a laugh that was wholly familiar, dark and delicious. Until that moment she hadn't realized what she'd been wearing, a red layered skirt that fell right below mid thigh, a simple black top that showed a bit of cleavage with straps, covered with a light red jacket, and flip flops. Barring the jacket, she didn't even own this clothing and neither would she wear it. Looking back up at him from her perusal of herself, she raised an eyebrow. In reply to her silent accusation,"Yes I may have taken some liberties in forming part of this vision. That outfit from last time was..." he quickly pressed his lips together in mid-sentence, as if he shouldn't have divulged that. She took a step toward him and touched his leather-clad arm,"What did you say? What last time?" "Nothing. I can't say anymore or it could put things in jeopardy," he looked around and back at her, then took hold of her once more in his firm but gentle hold. "Sarah please finish the book and possibly go back and reread it. Your right words may have altered a bit, but you MUST say your right words." Before she could blink he had pressed a hasty kiss to her lips and then disappeared. "Now how do I get out of here?" she wondered aloud. Then saw the ladder leading up, as if it had appeared out of nowhere. Eerily familiar, she began her aent. Though she had the sensation this ladder was much farther down this tunnel and not right at this spot. Finally reaching the top, she pushed the lid off of the mouth of the opening. ------ Sarah bolted upright in bed. "What the fuck?!" pushing her hair back from her face, she glanced over at the book on her night stand, seeming to glow in the moonlight. "Ok insistent mystery man, apparently now my dreams are manifesting that it's been too long without a guy and is taking matters into its own hands, ugh!" Sarah flopped back down on her bed. She tried to go back to sleep but when she started hearing birds chirping in the predawn, she gave up. Once her morning routine was complete she gave into the pull she felt, like a rubber band ping her back to her bed and the red book. She decided today was an unproductive day apparently. Against her better judgment, not sure why she should take the advice of an imaginary dream man conjured by her libido, she finished the book once and then started it over. Coming to the part were the girl was babysitting her brother who was wailing and causing a fuss, which that is what babies do, she continued on. " night when the baby had been particularly nasty, the girl ed on the goblins to her. And they said to her,'Say your right words, and we'll take the baby away to the Goblin City, then you'll be free.' " Sarah looked up from the book, in deep thought. "Say your right words, that's what that man in my dreams keeps saying," she muttered to herself as her eyes anned back over that paragraph,"which even if that were true, my brother isn't a baby. So why would that me? After mulling it over, with her fingers tracing the words she concluded,"My subconious is just interpreting this book in my dreams is all. But why the hell do these characters have the same name as me and Toby?" Yeah that was thing she had no explanation for. The book had no author, it was like it had appeared by magic. Blowing a breath out, she laid the book down and got up. "Well I did what dream man wanted, not sure what that was supposed to accomplish." Still feeling unsettled, like there was more she should be doing where this book was concerned, she headed downstairs to check her e-mail and online accounts. ----- Jareth had been relieved when she had finally finished the book and started to reread it. But when she stopped and went to do human things, he once again started losing control of his temper. "That girl is infuriating. I all but hand to her, what she needs to do, and she still decides to be stubborn. This would've been attained more quickly if she was still the impulsive . She wouldn't have thought twice about saying the words." She grew up delectably well, but this was situation where her immaturity would've served better. If only he could unwind this blasted spell completely, instead of leaving her hints. He was all powerful, he shouldn't have to leave this up to a mortal woman to resolve. He threw the orb up in the air where it turned into a bubble and popped, then he stalked out of the room. As much as he just wanted to force something to happen right this moment, it wasn't meant to be and he had a kingdom to attend to. ----- Copyright 2017* *Lyric is from "Die to Save You" - Sick Puppies
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 3	Posted:Nov 29, 2017 3:22 pm Last Updated:Nov 30, 2017 6:23 pm 2405 Views
Chapter 3 - The silent from far beyond. Sarah was on a deadline today. Once she went through her morning tasks, she had to crack down and push the last bit of this reen out. Resolved not to leave her desk until this was accomplished, she sat down after breakfast with a very large cup of coffee. She worked through lunch, well into early evening. At last, she stood up to stretch with a satisfied yawn. It was d. All she had to do is send it to her editor in the morning. She ordered a pizza, as she didn't feel like cooking anything. She was exhausted even though she physiy had exerted minimal effort, but mentally her brain was ready to liquefy. When the pizza was delivered 20 minutes later, she ate a couple pieces, wrapped the rest up in the fridge, and went up for a shower. In her pajamas of comfortable sweatpants and a tank top, she was out as soon as her head hit the pillow. Never seeing the book waiting, seemingly impatient for her. Of course, that could just be a certain Goblin King's frustration. ----- The next morning she woke up, feeling refreshed after a peaceful night's sleep. No nightmares and the worry of the deadline lifted. She did like to procrastinate, but she doggedly made herself get up, grab her morning breakfast shake and sit down at her desk, still in her pajamas. Doing a final once over and feeling satisfied, she submitted the piece to her editor. The last bit of w vanished and now her work was complete. She could actually enjoy some down time. Throwing the shake container in the recycling, she decided to get dressed and go out for some shopping, possibly lunch as well. Clad in black pants and a light blue lacy short-sleeved top, she was eager to get out and have a bit of a life. Once again, overlooking the book whose red should be shining like a beacon, if Jareth had any say. ----- Sarah returned home later than planned, arms full of packages and leftover dinner. She had run into a friend she had met in college, Lily, then they ended up having a day of it, including a few drinks. She set her bags on the kitchen table so she could put her leftovers away in the refrigerator, then she picked her bags back up and continued on upstairs. Once again in pajamas, she put away her new items, smiling here and there at some of the cute things she had found for some great bargains. Her bed was ing like a siren and she intended to answer it. At this point, if the book were a living thing it would be reaming at her and waving nxistent hands. Unfortunately, it just laid there, in wait of the day she wouldn't be too preoccupied to notice it. ----- Jareth was pacing his tower room, very agitated. He had expected Sarah would've ed for him by now. It had been 2 days her time and if she was anything like the inquisitive creature she used to be, she should have read that book straight away. Which would've prompted her to say her right words and summon him, just for curiosity's sake, if it hadn't brought her memories back that is. He wasn't able to observe her yet, though he felt he was finally close. He was a King, used to his every whim being fulfilled. The fact she hadn't ed him to her yet, was bringing back the old feelings of his fear that she didn't want him. He had to remind himself she wasn't 16 anymore and she may have adult responsibilities to attend to before reading the whole book in this short span of time. However, this was extremely difficult to keep in mind when he felt so less, a foreign feeling for him, to be sure. Until he could overcome this spell and get through to her, he had to rely on circumstances beyond his control. This did not sit well with him at all. ----- Sarah woke up groggy and with a dry mouth. She didn't think she had that much to drink, but apparently underestimated. It wasn't a full blown hangover, but too close for her liking. She stumbled to the bathroom and drank down a glass of cool water with 2 Tylenol. She decided her bed and herself needed some quality time this morning. Perfectly logical. Settling back in her covers, she dozed until after lunch. When she awoke she felt much more herself. But also felt very guilty for whiling the bulk of the day away in bed. Now if she had some to give her a reason, that would be a different story altogether. "Yeah ok, now you're just losing it. Haven't your failed relationships taught you anything?" she mumbled out loud. She could probably be considered a borderline nun. Most likely of the reasons she loved writing so much. She could disappear into stories of her own making. Live the life she wished she could be experiencing. Oh, she couldn't complain. A good job, a place to live, a few friends when she was feeling exceptionally lly. But for the longest time it had seemed like something or some was missing. Which was absurd, her life was pretty full compared to a lot of less fortunate people. She figured since she had already wasted most of the time, she would grab some lunch and settle down to read a bit. But once lunch was consumed and cleaned up, n of her books just seemed to interest her. Which was funny because she had cases of books in her house. Wandering aimlessly back upstairs she decided maybe some cleaning was in order. Her room could do with some tidying up. She started the opposite end of her bed and sorted through her closet, making it neater than it had been in a long time. Working her way little by little towards her unmade bed. She was just about to make it, which she supposed was pointless with how late it was in the day, when she caught notice of something red out of the corner of her eye. There was a strange book in the corner between her bed and the nightstand. Why hadn't she noticed it and where did it come from?, she wondered. Picking it up, she opened to the first page and started reading. "Give me the . Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City, to take back the which you have stolen." It sounded vaguely familiar, though she couldn't understand why. Settling more comfortable on her bed against her pillows, she read on, until late afternoon sun was replaced by moonlight through her window and she had to turn the bedside lamp on. She read on into the night, not realizing she had skipped dinner completely, so engrossed was she in what should be a 's twisted fairy tale. But there was a persistent need for her to finish this book. Like it was a matter of life or death. Unfortunately, her eyes got so heavy she no longer could keep them open. The words were swimming on the page. She had made it to the ballroom ene before she had to stop. She carefully laid the book on the front of her night stand where it wouldn't be in danger of falling and getting lost in a corner or shadow again. ----- She was attired in an elegant strapless silver gown, not a big poofy girlish creation, but a slimmed down version for her adult tastes. 'Hmm, guess even in my dreams I couldn't stand the thought of wearing a heavy monstrosity I wouldn't be able to move in', she thought to herself. She was wandering through the leering crowd. But unlike the in the book, she just stared back at them with a challenge in her eyes. She couldn't remember who, but she was searching for some, she was sure of it. Quite annoying, when she had no idea what they looked like or where they might be. Turning around she came face to face with the man from her dreams. The telling her to remember. He was clad in a sparkly dark blue waistcoat with a high collar, white ruffled shirt showing a peek of his chest, black pants, and a fancy version of riding boots. He had what looked like relief on his face as, without a word, he grabbed hold of her waist with firm hand and clasped his other hand with hers. He swept her into a dance and every else seemed to melt away. She couldn't dance. 'Guess in a dream she could though,' she thought wryly. Finally the man spoke,"You must finish the book and you MUST say your right words Sarah." The look on his face was truly earnest. "What words? I don't understand,"she replied back, a frown wrinkling her brow. "I cannot tell you outright, you must diover it for yourself to break the spell," he seemed to be struggling with the effort to convey more than what his words were telling her. He was staring deep into her eyes, trying to will her to come to the realization. "I..I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean.." she felt so horrible for disappointing him, though she had no notion as to why. He started to fade as he brushed a kiss against her cheek, then whispered in her ear once more,"Say your right words." Next thing she was aware of, she was sitting up with mid-morning sunlight streaming into her room. It felt so real and it seemed she could still feel the lingering warmth of his lips on her cheek and then by her ear, as his breath stirred the tendrils of hair. She also felt bereft, like unless she figured this out she would lose something vital to her. "Alrighty, there you go again, fantasy and nonsense, time to to be productive," she said out loud as she jumped out of bed. She spent the rest of the day cleaning her house, determinedly avoiding the red book that seemed to have a magic pull on her. ----- Copyright 2017* Lyric is from "Siren " - Hanson *I have nothing against Sarah's dress, but I would assume as an adult she may have a slightly difference preference
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 2	Posted:Nov 28, 2017 3:50 pm Last Updated:Nov 29, 2017 3:30 pm 2765 Views
Chapter 2 - Trying to stitch these broken dreams. Present Day* Jareth kept unraveling the intricate secrets of the spell placed on Sarah. A few days later he finally had a break through. He was still having trouble contacting her but he was able to finally get into her house. He needed to find his book and maneuver it to where she would find it. After a thorough mental an he came up empty. He despaired she may not have brought it with her when she moved out of her parents' house. He transported to their house and did the same search. Once again coming up empty handed. Popping back into Sarah's current residence, he conjured a crystal ball and swirled it around his hands. Focusing all his Goblin King magic on finding it, hoping she didn't get rid of it altogether. A faint shimmer nudged against his power and he focused more intently on where it was coming from. After a moment he laughed humorlessly. If this situation wasn't of the utmost seriousness, he could find the laughable irony in this. As it had remnants of his own sardonic humor. In plain sight, but not, there was the book. Right where she had most likely last left it, on her bedside table, shrouded by a spell. Invisible and insubstantial. She currently had her hair clip she had taken out before going to bed, sitting right in the middle of it. He did let a small smile pass his thin lips, so close to her but so far. Now to work on making it visible again, he hovered his hand over and about it, swirling the crystal on his other around and around. Concentrating on what wove this spell together and how to unravel it. He could sense she was near but with the powerful block on her he was still working to break, he could only appear in her house in a similar dimension. Like a ghost, but where also his surroundings were hazy. Almost a dreamlike state even though he was awake. His very being vibrated with being so close to her, but he forced himself to focus on the book. Finally as dawn in her world was approaching, with him pulling deep from his wellspring inside, he was able to break the bindings of the spell, 5 crystal orbs as collateral damage in the interim. At least that there would be no mess to clean up from the shattered pieces, he thought wryly, since they disappear as soon as they fly apart. Feeling magiy exhausted from ing on his reserves, he gave a Cheshire grin, the book was now visible. He was about to leave when he looked up and was able to see Sarah outlined by the faint dawn light, curled on her side toward him, hand under her chin. She was wrapped under her blankets, as if to shield herself. He still could feel the block on her mind and he was unable to cross into her dimension fully to communicate with her, it was all he could do to make the book appear in her world again. His striking eyes roved over her longingly. She had definitely gotten older, but not showing her current age of 30 human . That was an effect of her time in the Labyrinth, the aging process was slowed, but also before she left his world he had thrown a crystal ball in the air and cast his own spell on her. Nothing harmful, just to enhance the slowing speed of her physiy growing older. The may pass and even if nothing ever came of the pair of them, she would live well over 100 in human without anymore of his and she wouldn't look her age at any point in her life. He did it as a protection to allow her to grow up and mature before he approached her again and also to ward off anything physiy harmful happening to her. He never thought to protect her from magiy harmful elements, in her human wold. But what was that saying humans were so fond of? Hindsight is 20/20. He gave a slight shake of his blond head to clear him out of his reverie, took look at his Sarah - always his Sarah - made sure the book was still there, and stepped back through to his kingdom. ------ Sarah slowly woke up bundled in her blankets, the sun slanting over her bed. She had a dream last night, not like her nightmares, just that she had sensed a protecting presence. She smiled and shook her head. "These stories for work are really getting in your head girl. You're not 16, princes and knights in shining armor don't exist," she murmured to herself. Without looking, she picked up the hair clip from her nightstand and pinned her long dark locks up, then stood to start her day. Never noticing there was now a red bound book in the shadow of the corner of her bed under where the clip had lain a moment before. ------ Dark eyes, almost black, were watching her by a shimmering picture in a location not far away, yet farther than can be traveled by any human mode of transport. The cloaked figure didn't see the red bound book either. He was just doing of his check-ins of his prey and had missed the whole of the Goblin King's visit. "That's right, little mouse, no knights but plenty of dragons," he laughed darkly as he waved his hands and the image disappeared. He had no worry where Jareth was concerned, he had spent hundreds of becoming more and more powerful. He knew Jareth was trying to break the spell on Sarah, but he was confident it would hold strong. She was his and that fool, Jareth, was just a boil that needed draining. With a swirl of his cloak he disappeared to see to matters. ----- Copyright 2017 *Lyric is from "Within the Hands" - Neverwake
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