Disclaimer: I do not own The Labyrinth or its characters, I do, however claim to own the plot of this fan fic
Author's notes: I personally would love to thank Kaline Reine for her all of her help! Please keep in mind this is only the Prologue; Chapter 1 is updated too, so take a look!
With In
Prologue
As if it was enveloped in a time spell, her room remained the same as how she left it. Her stuffed animals were all in place, except for Lancelot, who was now Toby's. Her dresser was still adorn with her mother's picture, some papers and a few books. The only exception would be that she now had a small box that contained all of which reminded her of him- the poster of the Escher Room, a plastic figurine, ...that book. With each year that passed, more and more objects were taken off of shelves and torn out of magazines or books. Their cries of a strange familiarity were sealed off in darkness until that one day when the box would be reopened. Granted, her friends would always remind her of the journey she had to overcome to save her little brother, but she managed to block Jar- you know who, out of her conscious head… temporarily…
For dreams are a different case.
As they say, dreams are the key to the unconscious needs.
A/N: Now that I think about it. I probably should have put this with Chapter 1, but oh well. Thanks for all your reviews!