Fairy tales. True or not? You may wonder if they are or do they just
exist in our own little worlds. Worlds our minds create when we need a
break from the real one.Worlds where anything imagined is possible. The
reason I ask is, well I never believed in them myself. Then you had people
like my older sister Cathy who did nothing but talk about them day and
night.
Who am I? Well, I am a lot of things to a lot of people, but you can call me Dawn. I am just your normal 18 year old girl. Strike that, WAS a normal 18 year old girl, but one night all my 'normalness' went right out the door and took me with it. From that moment on, I started believing in fairy tales.
The storys of this particular fairy tale go way back through history. It's a story of a King. A Goblin King that takes unruly babies and young children away when asked by there parents. Now of course it's just a tale isn't it? Then when the children started getting older and outgrowing 'THAT' kind of tale the parents came up with a new one to discourage there daughters from dating early by saying that if this King saw the young girls doing 'unappropriate' things before they should He would come and take them away to run his maze. The one that completed the maze within the limit was to be his bride. If she couldn't, rumor was she was turned into a goblin and never see again.
Then of course you had film makers take the silly tales and run with them. What resulted was an 80's movie called the Labyrinth.
Well enough about false tales. Here's what happened the night I started beliveing in Fairy tales...
Oh sure, it all started off innocently enough. My sister and I had just finished watching the movie, Labyrinth.
"Ohh he's sooo hot!" Cathy drooled.
I cocked an eyebrow at her as I took the DvD out of the player, "I think I'll stick with the goblins." I said looking down at a picture of David Bowie aka The Goblin King on the cover.
"Oh how can you say that? He's handsome, he can sing and he's..."she started.
"Old, probably married with a couple kids runnin around. Come on give me a break. I am younger than you and don't believe in this Fairy Tale mumbo jumbo. I never have and probably never will. Furthermore it's not real goof ball. It's a movie! The Goblin King is David Bowie, a singer." I rolled my eyes and threw the cover at her.
Cathy caught the cover and shook her head, "Your horrible! You have no imagination whatsoever. What if he were real?"
Unbeknownst to us a large white owl had perched itself on a tree branch right outside the back door, listening intently to every word that was said. 'This could prove intresting.' it thought and ruffled it's feathers.
"You mean The Goblin King? Real?" I laughed so hard I fell into the couch.
"Jareth, the Goblin King." she corrected me.
"Yea, well we don't have any little kids running around and our parents are asleep to wish us away so too bad we can't try it." I mocked her.
"True, but maybe we could wish ourselves away!" she said getting all excited.
A wicked thought came to my mind as I jumped up from the couch, "Really ya think so?!" I asked getting all excited.
"Your mocking me aren't you?" Cathy crossed her arms.
"Ok fine! I wish the goblins would come and take me away. Right NOW!" I said to the ceiling.
We both burst into a fit of giggles and then the lights went out.
Cathy shriked and jumped, "Bah, calm down. We probably got a blown fuse is all."
'That would be my cue.' the white owl swooped down to the back porch and landed with a thud, we both jumped that time.
Cathy ran to the back door and peeked out, "Oh the poor thing." I could hear her say.
I heard the back door open and close just as the lights came back on and she walked into the room holding an owl.
"What in the world happened?" I asked motioning for her to lay it on the floor so I could look at him. He was huge and had white feathers.
"Oh he's georgeous!" I said running a hand over his feathers.
"Is he..." Cathy asked.
"No, he's still breathing. I think he just knocked himself out. Silly bird." I said.
"Silly humans." a voice said. It sounded like it came from the owl. Cathy and I stepped back away from it.
As we did, it started to change shape, "Why must humans always lock there doors?" it said changing into a human.
Cathy hid behind me, "Dawn do something!"
"Sure, leave me to the weird stuff." I said.
The man cocked an eyebrow, "I am not weird. It's perfectly normal for fayes to change form at will."
We stood there and stared for the longest time, "Your....your uh." Cathy stammered.
"That is correct." he smirked. "Now which of you lovely ladies wished yourself to me?" he said looking back and forth.
Cathy, still too stunned to speak pointed at me and then hit the floor.
"Hmm, I tend to have that effect on people." he smiled.
"Thanks a lot sis." I said looking down at her.
He laughed, "She'll be alright."
I stood there still not believing what I saw, touching is believeing right? I reached out a wobbly hand to see if he was real.
Amused by this the man removed a black leather glove from his hand and grabbed my hand. I jumped when I realized it was real. It was warm and smooth, "Oh I am real alright." he smiled.
"What an intresting plaything." he mused.
I pulled my hand back as if bitten, "I am not a plaything. Sure in the hell not yours!" I snapped.
He looked hurt, "Well your the one that summoned me are you not?" he asked as he put his glove back on.
"But...but...your not real! Your just a tale! A movie! I didn't mean it!" I stammered.
"Well I beg to differ dear one but what's said is said and I have things to do." he said as he stepped back from me. The whole house vanished away to a desert scene with a couple of trees.
"The Labyrinth? It can't be!" I breathed out. Sure enough, just ahead of us lay a maze of stone.
Jareth looked impressed, "Well now, how do you know all of this?" he asked.
"Doesn't Sarah ring a bell?" I asked.
He shook his head, "No sorry, but then again I have so many servants I don't really keep up with all the names."
I let out a disgusted sigh, "Sarah! You remember? The girl that wished her brother away and beat you in your Labyrinth?" I said.
Jareth threw his head back and laughed, "My dear child, I think you've been reading too many fantasy books. It is true that I let mortal girls run the Labyrinth, but no one to this date has ever won."
"But...but..." I stammered. Then I shut up. 'You idiot! That was a movie! This is real! There is a BIG difference.'
"Something wrong?" he asked.
I looked up startled. His face was inches from mine. He looked just like he did in the movie! He even had mis matched eyes.
"Nothings wrong!" I snapped crossing my arms.
"Very well then, you get a chance like all the others. You have 13 hours to reach the castle. If you do then I will send you home."
"Yea yea I know. If I don't, I get turned into a goblin." I muttered.
"I doubt it. Your too old. He only turns children." he shook his head.
Totally oblivious to what he just said, "Well what happens if I loose then?" I looked up but he was gone.
"Damit Jareth!" I shouted.
I then felt a warm breath on the back of my neck, "Oh I am sure I can think of something."
I whirled around, "You little pervert!" There was no one there and I was talking to the wind.
Hearing a noise I was brought back to my senses. I looked down at the maze once more and decided I had better find a way in soon.
"Damn rocks." I muttered as I made my way down to the wall. I laughed outloud half expecting to see Hoggle standing there. Then I shook my head remembering, 'This is not a movie.'
Not seeing a door I grabbed the nearest vine and climbed the wall to the top. Once there I looked around. I saw the castle and my heart fell with a thud.
"Man that's a long ways off." I frowned.
"It's further than you think." a voice mocked. I turned to see Jareth sitting on the wall next to me. He had changed clothes. A white fancy shirt with the ruffled collar, black *ahem* spandex riding pants and black leather boots. My he did look nice I thought.
"See something you like?" he cocked an eyebrow at me.
Startled, I lost my balance and toppled off the top of the wall. On instinct I put my arms over my face to brace myself for the hit. It never came. I felt a strong arm grab me and before I knew it I was on my own two feet again. Uncovering my eyes I looked around. Jareth on one side and just me...
"You didn't let me fall?" I asked in shock.
"Do you take me for a monster?" he said looking hurt.
"Well you DO turn babies into goblins. What does that tell you?" I asked.
There was a laugh much like Jareths, but no one could be seen, "No my dear you have it wrong. I am the one with the goblins." a man identical to Jareth said appearing by his side.
"What? Two Jareths?" I blinked.
"My name is Jeremy. His twin." he bowed.
"But Jareth IS the Goblin King?" I asked confused.
"Yes he is, but he would never turn anyone into a goblin especially a mortal babe." Jeremy laughed.
"The stories..." I started.
"The stories are somewhat correct. He IS the King, but I am the goblin maker. The story tellers have no clue about me so that's why my dear brother gets a bad wrap." he sneered.
"Your a horrible man!" I snapped at him.
"Ooo ya got a fiesty one here bro. So you gonna keep this one?" he asked.
I looked at Jareth, "Look I am sorry. I didn't know about the goblins." I said.
He looked surprised by this, " I tried to tell you but...."
"So your the mortal the whole Kingdom is talking about?" Jeremy said circling me.
"What? Were you a vulture in a past life? Stop it! Your freakin me out!"
"Jeremy..." Jereth warned.
"Anyways I hate to break up this beautiful moment, but I did have a purpose for coming here." Jeremy said raising his hand.
Before I could blink I found myself surrounded by crystal. I then realized I was floating! I was in a small crystal ball!
"What the? HEY! Lemme out of here!" I screamed, pounding on the sides trying to get the crystal to shatter.
I watched Jareth dive for the crystal but got nothing but ground.
"Now now now. You know the rules. This is your last chance for a bride dear brother. Looks like I WILL be ruling the underground when your gone. Such a pity." he laughed as the crystal I was in flew up to him.
"JARETH!?" I called out as the crystal I was in vanished.
Who am I? Well, I am a lot of things to a lot of people, but you can call me Dawn. I am just your normal 18 year old girl. Strike that, WAS a normal 18 year old girl, but one night all my 'normalness' went right out the door and took me with it. From that moment on, I started believing in fairy tales.
The storys of this particular fairy tale go way back through history. It's a story of a King. A Goblin King that takes unruly babies and young children away when asked by there parents. Now of course it's just a tale isn't it? Then when the children started getting older and outgrowing 'THAT' kind of tale the parents came up with a new one to discourage there daughters from dating early by saying that if this King saw the young girls doing 'unappropriate' things before they should He would come and take them away to run his maze. The one that completed the maze within the limit was to be his bride. If she couldn't, rumor was she was turned into a goblin and never see again.
Then of course you had film makers take the silly tales and run with them. What resulted was an 80's movie called the Labyrinth.
Well enough about false tales. Here's what happened the night I started beliveing in Fairy tales...
Oh sure, it all started off innocently enough. My sister and I had just finished watching the movie, Labyrinth.
"Ohh he's sooo hot!" Cathy drooled.
I cocked an eyebrow at her as I took the DvD out of the player, "I think I'll stick with the goblins." I said looking down at a picture of David Bowie aka The Goblin King on the cover.
"Oh how can you say that? He's handsome, he can sing and he's..."she started.
"Old, probably married with a couple kids runnin around. Come on give me a break. I am younger than you and don't believe in this Fairy Tale mumbo jumbo. I never have and probably never will. Furthermore it's not real goof ball. It's a movie! The Goblin King is David Bowie, a singer." I rolled my eyes and threw the cover at her.
Cathy caught the cover and shook her head, "Your horrible! You have no imagination whatsoever. What if he were real?"
Unbeknownst to us a large white owl had perched itself on a tree branch right outside the back door, listening intently to every word that was said. 'This could prove intresting.' it thought and ruffled it's feathers.
"You mean The Goblin King? Real?" I laughed so hard I fell into the couch.
"Jareth, the Goblin King." she corrected me.
"Yea, well we don't have any little kids running around and our parents are asleep to wish us away so too bad we can't try it." I mocked her.
"True, but maybe we could wish ourselves away!" she said getting all excited.
A wicked thought came to my mind as I jumped up from the couch, "Really ya think so?!" I asked getting all excited.
"Your mocking me aren't you?" Cathy crossed her arms.
"Ok fine! I wish the goblins would come and take me away. Right NOW!" I said to the ceiling.
We both burst into a fit of giggles and then the lights went out.
Cathy shriked and jumped, "Bah, calm down. We probably got a blown fuse is all."
'That would be my cue.' the white owl swooped down to the back porch and landed with a thud, we both jumped that time.
Cathy ran to the back door and peeked out, "Oh the poor thing." I could hear her say.
I heard the back door open and close just as the lights came back on and she walked into the room holding an owl.
"What in the world happened?" I asked motioning for her to lay it on the floor so I could look at him. He was huge and had white feathers.
"Oh he's georgeous!" I said running a hand over his feathers.
"Is he..." Cathy asked.
"No, he's still breathing. I think he just knocked himself out. Silly bird." I said.
"Silly humans." a voice said. It sounded like it came from the owl. Cathy and I stepped back away from it.
As we did, it started to change shape, "Why must humans always lock there doors?" it said changing into a human.
Cathy hid behind me, "Dawn do something!"
"Sure, leave me to the weird stuff." I said.
The man cocked an eyebrow, "I am not weird. It's perfectly normal for fayes to change form at will."
We stood there and stared for the longest time, "Your....your uh." Cathy stammered.
"That is correct." he smirked. "Now which of you lovely ladies wished yourself to me?" he said looking back and forth.
Cathy, still too stunned to speak pointed at me and then hit the floor.
"Hmm, I tend to have that effect on people." he smiled.
"Thanks a lot sis." I said looking down at her.
He laughed, "She'll be alright."
I stood there still not believing what I saw, touching is believeing right? I reached out a wobbly hand to see if he was real.
Amused by this the man removed a black leather glove from his hand and grabbed my hand. I jumped when I realized it was real. It was warm and smooth, "Oh I am real alright." he smiled.
"What an intresting plaything." he mused.
I pulled my hand back as if bitten, "I am not a plaything. Sure in the hell not yours!" I snapped.
He looked hurt, "Well your the one that summoned me are you not?" he asked as he put his glove back on.
"But...but...your not real! Your just a tale! A movie! I didn't mean it!" I stammered.
"Well I beg to differ dear one but what's said is said and I have things to do." he said as he stepped back from me. The whole house vanished away to a desert scene with a couple of trees.
"The Labyrinth? It can't be!" I breathed out. Sure enough, just ahead of us lay a maze of stone.
Jareth looked impressed, "Well now, how do you know all of this?" he asked.
"Doesn't Sarah ring a bell?" I asked.
He shook his head, "No sorry, but then again I have so many servants I don't really keep up with all the names."
I let out a disgusted sigh, "Sarah! You remember? The girl that wished her brother away and beat you in your Labyrinth?" I said.
Jareth threw his head back and laughed, "My dear child, I think you've been reading too many fantasy books. It is true that I let mortal girls run the Labyrinth, but no one to this date has ever won."
"But...but..." I stammered. Then I shut up. 'You idiot! That was a movie! This is real! There is a BIG difference.'
"Something wrong?" he asked.
I looked up startled. His face was inches from mine. He looked just like he did in the movie! He even had mis matched eyes.
"Nothings wrong!" I snapped crossing my arms.
"Very well then, you get a chance like all the others. You have 13 hours to reach the castle. If you do then I will send you home."
"Yea yea I know. If I don't, I get turned into a goblin." I muttered.
"I doubt it. Your too old. He only turns children." he shook his head.
Totally oblivious to what he just said, "Well what happens if I loose then?" I looked up but he was gone.
"Damit Jareth!" I shouted.
I then felt a warm breath on the back of my neck, "Oh I am sure I can think of something."
I whirled around, "You little pervert!" There was no one there and I was talking to the wind.
Hearing a noise I was brought back to my senses. I looked down at the maze once more and decided I had better find a way in soon.
"Damn rocks." I muttered as I made my way down to the wall. I laughed outloud half expecting to see Hoggle standing there. Then I shook my head remembering, 'This is not a movie.'
Not seeing a door I grabbed the nearest vine and climbed the wall to the top. Once there I looked around. I saw the castle and my heart fell with a thud.
"Man that's a long ways off." I frowned.
"It's further than you think." a voice mocked. I turned to see Jareth sitting on the wall next to me. He had changed clothes. A white fancy shirt with the ruffled collar, black *ahem* spandex riding pants and black leather boots. My he did look nice I thought.
"See something you like?" he cocked an eyebrow at me.
Startled, I lost my balance and toppled off the top of the wall. On instinct I put my arms over my face to brace myself for the hit. It never came. I felt a strong arm grab me and before I knew it I was on my own two feet again. Uncovering my eyes I looked around. Jareth on one side and just me...
"You didn't let me fall?" I asked in shock.
"Do you take me for a monster?" he said looking hurt.
"Well you DO turn babies into goblins. What does that tell you?" I asked.
There was a laugh much like Jareths, but no one could be seen, "No my dear you have it wrong. I am the one with the goblins." a man identical to Jareth said appearing by his side.
"What? Two Jareths?" I blinked.
"My name is Jeremy. His twin." he bowed.
"But Jareth IS the Goblin King?" I asked confused.
"Yes he is, but he would never turn anyone into a goblin especially a mortal babe." Jeremy laughed.
"The stories..." I started.
"The stories are somewhat correct. He IS the King, but I am the goblin maker. The story tellers have no clue about me so that's why my dear brother gets a bad wrap." he sneered.
"Your a horrible man!" I snapped at him.
"Ooo ya got a fiesty one here bro. So you gonna keep this one?" he asked.
I looked at Jareth, "Look I am sorry. I didn't know about the goblins." I said.
He looked surprised by this, " I tried to tell you but...."
"So your the mortal the whole Kingdom is talking about?" Jeremy said circling me.
"What? Were you a vulture in a past life? Stop it! Your freakin me out!"
"Jeremy..." Jereth warned.
"Anyways I hate to break up this beautiful moment, but I did have a purpose for coming here." Jeremy said raising his hand.
Before I could blink I found myself surrounded by crystal. I then realized I was floating! I was in a small crystal ball!
"What the? HEY! Lemme out of here!" I screamed, pounding on the sides trying to get the crystal to shatter.
I watched Jareth dive for the crystal but got nothing but ground.
"Now now now. You know the rules. This is your last chance for a bride dear brother. Looks like I WILL be ruling the underground when your gone. Such a pity." he laughed as the crystal I was in flew up to him.
"JARETH!?" I called out as the crystal I was in vanished.