Authors Notes: I don't feel like repeating myself over and over, so the following will be seen only once as it should be pretty damn obvious.
Disclaimer: Characters from the original Labyrinth cast do not belong to me. I am simply borrowing them in order to create a work of fiction. Original characters (such as Emily) are mine and are not to be used without my permission.
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Prologue
The story of the Labyrinth was one she grew up with. She loved it, treasured it and never, ever forgot it. As a small child she would often request a hearing of it before going to bed but as she grew older the less and less wise she became. She began to view the Labyrinth not as a humble part of our reality – but as a lie. A myth. A child's fairy tale. Whatever she saw it as – it wasn't real.
The Labyrinth simply wasn't real.
Very few can ever say that the Goblin King was wrong. When they did they usually took a swim in the Bog of Eternal Stench, pushed in by His Majesty himself. But that doesn't mean His Majesty hasn't known himself to be wrong – and one day he made a terrible miscalculation but he found the correction with a child. A bastard child born out of holy wedlock. A simple, human child. A girl. But as soon as he saw that child being lovingly rocked it its mother's arms – he knew. It had to be his. He wanted it.
And he got whatever he wanted.