Sarah finished her entry in her journal, she laid down her fairy pen and closed her silk black covering and pushed it back into her draw of un-kept items. Sighing she plopped down on her bed and looked up to her ceiling, focusing on the Escher she imagined her self climbing the stairs going through the tunnels ending up on the ceiling or the floor. "No matter" she whispered. Turning over she turned off the lamp and tried to sleep.
Sarah closed her eyes and drifter towards the bottom of the Escher. Glitter, ribbon and masks flew about her, the laughing stopped and the bubble was broken. "Give me the child" Sara calmly said. "I have reordered time, I have turned the world upside –down, and I have done it all for you!" "You have no power over me". Sarah knew the spell was broken and knew nothing would ever return her to that once magical place. The beautiful Fae King would no longer dare to love again and Sarah's life could hold to true beauty, except for the memories of that stormy night.
It was close to midnight, when Sarah woke up from her dream, tears in her eyes. wiping them away she could only turn away and try to forget him, her Goblin king. it was only a few months but Sarah felt as though she dreamnt the handsom king and her heart broke with the thought. falling back asleep she dreamnt of grren hills and a castle not so far beyond a maze of stone.
"Oh my Sarah, why did u say no? Why did u leave me?" Jareth spoke un-awaringly out loud and rolled the crystal bubble in his hand. He replayed the ball scene over and over again in the crystal. " I loved you so much Sarah" letting a single teardrop fall from his eyes, he let the pain seep through his skin into the air. The Labyrinth could feel the pain and it wept openly. Jareth knew it was now over and his kingdom needed to be ruled over once more.
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Sarah leaned over the desk, showing just a little cleavage, but enough to get Mark's attention. Mark spotted the advantage and pushing the door opened just a creak he watched with excitement cough "Oh, umm, hello Sarah". "Hello there Mark, what can I help you with?" Sarah asked non-committedly. Trying to spot the small line where his eyes hungered for, mark gave up. Sarah won this round. "Nothing Sarah just a little bit of curiosity's all" and walked out the room. Laughing Sarah buttoned her top button and swiveled her chair around to look out at the Eiffel tower. "This is what I 'v been striving towards all my life. Nothing could ruin this moment," Sarah breathed with joy. But sadly her joy was quickly taken away. "Sarah' spoke the intercom. "Yes Margaret" "line one". "Thanks M". Sarah left that afternoon to catch the next plane home, Toby her brother had gotten Ill and need medical attention. Her step-mom said it was the flu, but nothing to big to worry about. Not trusting her judgment, Sarah left for home.
Sarah was 23 years old. She has just made a career change from a police officer to a story editor at a new book company, dealing mostly in fantasy and romance. Peering through the window on the airplane, Sarah prayed Toby was as great as her step-mom had said. She had never been the one to worry over Sarah's feelings, so the few the words spoken to her were better, she guessed. "Excuse me miss," she asked the flight attendant. "Yes?" "When will our plane be landing?" "In just under 5 hours" the flight attendant spoke softly before walking away. "5 hours" Sarah repeated. Looking down at her Gucci purse, that mark had bought her she smiled. Searching through it she found her almond chocolate bar, and taking a quick bit put back. Settling back into the chair Sarah begin to drift to sleep. Sarah, just let me rule you and I will be your slave. "No I'm sorry Jareth. I'm scared. I won't be your play toy". Waking startled from her dream, Sarah blinked back the tears. She has loved Jareth even as a kid. He was her prince, and though she didn't understand then she understood now. "All because of Toby" she whispered harshly. Although she love Toby fiercely she still, in a way, blamed him for her misadventure. Looking up the Seatbelt sign was blinking. Strapping on the belt she gathered her things and was awaiting the landing bump. The taxi from the airport pulled up to the house Sarah spent her life living at. She loved the smell of the cut grass in the summer and how the screen door was opened to the world. Smiling a little Sarah knocked on the door. "who's there" came the sweet male voice. "its me dad!" was Sarah's response. "Sarah?" he questioned as a male figure came into view. "hey dad" she opened the door and walked inside. Arms open, he hugged Sarah long and hard. "Its been years Sarah, why the sudden drop by. And no call either". "What do you mean dad, isn't Toby sick?". "Toby?" he looked quizzical. "oh you don't know, your mother and Toby moved out last year, we got divorced and she has custody". Sarah had and odd expression as though someone had just hit her in the arm. "how do you know that Toby is sick?" he asked. "well" she breathed "mom called me and said that it was nothing to worry about, but that Toby was sick. I got on the plane right afterwards, you know how lightly she takes things. She didn't say she moved though. Damn it I should have asked!". "its OK Sarah why don't we call her now and she if we can catch u a plan there. "its too late now I checked for a plane back to Paris from here they said all plane out of state, anywhere, isn't until next Monday." Sitting in a chair Sarah pulled her dark brown hair into a spunky ponytail and crossed her legs. "well, lets give her a call any how" Sarah said.