SO MANY THINGS
Sarah Williams threw her arms out and spun in circles like a carefree child. She finally had her own apartment. No more meddling Karen, no more overprotective father and best of all no more baby brother invading her privacy. However, after eyeing the mountain of furniture and boxes the moving men had dumped in her living room, she wished they could be there to help.
"No Sarah!" she said mentally scolding herself "You wanted to be independent, start by rearranging your own apartment!"
With a sigh she grabbed a ponytail holder,tied up her long dark hair and began pulling box after box off the furniture. All the furniture she had was given to her by her father and Karen from her old room which, coinicidently, was now Karen's exercise room. With a grunt, Sarah began pulling her dresser and desk into her new bedroom. She struggled to pull the desk along the rough carpeted floor, sliding her feet backwards, she closed her eyes tight and through her head back, and pulled with all the strength she could muster. She hadn't noticed the leg of the old desk catching on the door frame. She took one last deep breath and on the next inhale pulled as hard as her small arms would allow. The desk leg not being able to take the pressure, snapped tipping the desk over spilling the drawers out as well as their contents. Sarah cursed under her breath, reminding herseld to thank her parents for giving her such safe and stable furniture.
" I needed a break anyway" she said to herself.
She dragged her tired feet into her kitchen and grabbed a luke warm soda then into the living room and turned on her cd player. Sipping at her soda she moved her head back and forth from shoulder to shoulder working out the tension. She took a deep breath and let the music wash over her, cooling her nerves and messaging her aching muscles. She glanced over at the broken desk that now laid in the hallway. Rolling her eyes she began picking up the small treasures from her childhood that had been spilled all over the floor, family pictures, her drawings, some of the few letters her mother had sent to her when she was younger. Then out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of a small red leather bound book, lying next to it was a small doll with wild yellowish hair. Sarah's mouth dropped open. my god she thought to herself How could I have forgotten? about the labyrinth, about saving Toby, about her friends, about......
"Jareth" she whispered aloud.
Even thinking about him was like having a steel claw grab ahold of her heart. All her memories came back to her like a bolt of lightening.
She remembered her friends disappearing after the victory party. She had never felt more alone after Hoggle, who was the last to leave, vanished. It wasn't because her friends were gone, she knew she could call on them whenever she needed , it was because she Jareth hadn't come to say goodbye. She didn't think that she had really destroyed him she thought that she had just won her brother back. She had sat up that night thinking about her adventure, thinking about Jareth. If she had know that her last words to him would destroy his creation as well as him, and that he wasn't coming back for her, she would have wanted to say more. She had fallen in love with him when he first gazed into her eyes in the ballroom. She had felt him watching over her every step throught the labyrinth. But that was over now. He wasn't watching over her anymore.
The now adult Sarah sat in the hallway, leaning up against the wall. She ran her thumb gentley over the dolls face. Remembering how she had tried to call upon him so many times after that. He never answered, perhaps that was the reason she put it as far back in her memories as possible. As the next song on her cd began to play a tear slipped down her cheek.
And so many things I'd forgotten In a world that we shared
With so many things for the asking Never ask for the madness there.
Strange how I find myself so often on a distant shore.
He had given her what she had wanted from the very beginning. He took her brother away and took her out of the house that seemed to cage her. From the moment she reached the underground she had gotten everything from him all she had to do was play his game.
There's only one thing that's confusing, was it you was it me?
With so many questions unanswered, was that part of your mystery?
Strange how I find myself so often on a distant shore.
Had he done things for her because she asked him or because he wanted to see her win? Wanted to test her strength? Or maybe he did it because he had fallen in love with her as well. She would never know she would never see him after their last confrontation. So much she still wanted to know. Sarah curled her legs up to rest her head on her knees as she wiped away her tears on her shirt sleeve.
" Stop it right now Sarah Williams!" she said to herself "It's been years, he's forgotten all about you! Grow up!" the sound of her last words echoed through her bare apartment and for the first time since moving in Sarah realized how alone she really was.
Strange how I find myself so often on a distant shore.........
In the far distance of the underground, a man in all black with wild golden hair stared with mismatched eyes into a crystal ball at a beautiful young woman tenderly holding a small doll in his likeness. The king of the goblins gave a satisfied smile as the crystal disappeared and in it's place a white owl took to flight.
***** more to come more to come this entire fic is going to be based around songs as most of my work is. The song is called "So Many Things" and is sung by the wonderful Sarah Brightman and is no way shape or form mine. *****
Sarah Williams threw her arms out and spun in circles like a carefree child. She finally had her own apartment. No more meddling Karen, no more overprotective father and best of all no more baby brother invading her privacy. However, after eyeing the mountain of furniture and boxes the moving men had dumped in her living room, she wished they could be there to help.
"No Sarah!" she said mentally scolding herself "You wanted to be independent, start by rearranging your own apartment!"
With a sigh she grabbed a ponytail holder,tied up her long dark hair and began pulling box after box off the furniture. All the furniture she had was given to her by her father and Karen from her old room which, coinicidently, was now Karen's exercise room. With a grunt, Sarah began pulling her dresser and desk into her new bedroom. She struggled to pull the desk along the rough carpeted floor, sliding her feet backwards, she closed her eyes tight and through her head back, and pulled with all the strength she could muster. She hadn't noticed the leg of the old desk catching on the door frame. She took one last deep breath and on the next inhale pulled as hard as her small arms would allow. The desk leg not being able to take the pressure, snapped tipping the desk over spilling the drawers out as well as their contents. Sarah cursed under her breath, reminding herseld to thank her parents for giving her such safe and stable furniture.
" I needed a break anyway" she said to herself.
She dragged her tired feet into her kitchen and grabbed a luke warm soda then into the living room and turned on her cd player. Sipping at her soda she moved her head back and forth from shoulder to shoulder working out the tension. She took a deep breath and let the music wash over her, cooling her nerves and messaging her aching muscles. She glanced over at the broken desk that now laid in the hallway. Rolling her eyes she began picking up the small treasures from her childhood that had been spilled all over the floor, family pictures, her drawings, some of the few letters her mother had sent to her when she was younger. Then out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of a small red leather bound book, lying next to it was a small doll with wild yellowish hair. Sarah's mouth dropped open. my god she thought to herself How could I have forgotten? about the labyrinth, about saving Toby, about her friends, about......
"Jareth" she whispered aloud.
Even thinking about him was like having a steel claw grab ahold of her heart. All her memories came back to her like a bolt of lightening.
She remembered her friends disappearing after the victory party. She had never felt more alone after Hoggle, who was the last to leave, vanished. It wasn't because her friends were gone, she knew she could call on them whenever she needed , it was because she Jareth hadn't come to say goodbye. She didn't think that she had really destroyed him she thought that she had just won her brother back. She had sat up that night thinking about her adventure, thinking about Jareth. If she had know that her last words to him would destroy his creation as well as him, and that he wasn't coming back for her, she would have wanted to say more. She had fallen in love with him when he first gazed into her eyes in the ballroom. She had felt him watching over her every step throught the labyrinth. But that was over now. He wasn't watching over her anymore.
The now adult Sarah sat in the hallway, leaning up against the wall. She ran her thumb gentley over the dolls face. Remembering how she had tried to call upon him so many times after that. He never answered, perhaps that was the reason she put it as far back in her memories as possible. As the next song on her cd began to play a tear slipped down her cheek.
And so many things I'd forgotten In a world that we shared
With so many things for the asking Never ask for the madness there.
Strange how I find myself so often on a distant shore.
He had given her what she had wanted from the very beginning. He took her brother away and took her out of the house that seemed to cage her. From the moment she reached the underground she had gotten everything from him all she had to do was play his game.
There's only one thing that's confusing, was it you was it me?
With so many questions unanswered, was that part of your mystery?
Strange how I find myself so often on a distant shore.
Had he done things for her because she asked him or because he wanted to see her win? Wanted to test her strength? Or maybe he did it because he had fallen in love with her as well. She would never know she would never see him after their last confrontation. So much she still wanted to know. Sarah curled her legs up to rest her head on her knees as she wiped away her tears on her shirt sleeve.
" Stop it right now Sarah Williams!" she said to herself "It's been years, he's forgotten all about you! Grow up!" the sound of her last words echoed through her bare apartment and for the first time since moving in Sarah realized how alone she really was.
Strange how I find myself so often on a distant shore.........
In the far distance of the underground, a man in all black with wild golden hair stared with mismatched eyes into a crystal ball at a beautiful young woman tenderly holding a small doll in his likeness. The king of the goblins gave a satisfied smile as the crystal disappeared and in it's place a white owl took to flight.
***** more to come more to come this entire fic is going to be based around songs as most of my work is. The song is called "So Many Things" and is sung by the wonderful Sarah Brightman and is no way shape or form mine. *****