Disclaimer: I do not own anything Labyrinth. I am but a poor college student.
Note: This is just a bit of a drabble. I watched the Labyrinth, I felt like writing, this came out. ONESHOT. Enjoy. XD
Sarah looked up at the suspended clock, fascinated at its distorted face. Even in the Underground, a clock strung in mid-air was a compelling scene.
She frowned, wandering further down the path. The silence was broken by a cry, so close, yet so far.
"Toby!" she gasped, breaking into a run along her path. A castle faded into view, the details far clearer than should be seen.
The clock remained suspended, forever in front of her.
She urged her legs faster, desperate to reach the end. She recognized the small form of her baby brother. She'd recognize it anywhere. He was sitting on a balcony.
So close, yet so far.
Her legs ached, her lungs burned. With a cry, she collapsed.
"TOBY!"
The scream tore from her mouth as she fell to the ground in hysterics. Through her sobs she gasped for breath, desperate for air.
"My, my, Sarah... how the mighty have fallen," came the familiar purr of the Goblin King.
Humiliated, Sarah glanced up through her bangs, head bowed.
His presence mocked her.
"Jareth."
Her voice was but a broken whisper.
His lips curled into a smirk.
"You could've had it all. You could've ended this journey, and started a new one. I offered it to you, you do remember."
She looked down, tears blurring the brown stone.
"Look Sarah; look what I'm offering you. Your dreams. I ask for so little; just let me rule you and you could have everything you want. Just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave."
She had refused, of course. She couldn't let her brother be lost, not if she had a chance to save him.
Her dreams. All she hoped for, all she imagined, out of her reach. So close, yet so far.
"You do have power over me," she breathed, struck by her situation. She looked up to his grinning face.
"Now and forever more."
Feathers swirled around her as he morphed into an owl. His laughter resounded in her head.
It overwhelmed her, drowning her in it's echoes.
With a gasp she jerked awake, breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. Feeling as though she had run a marathon, she looked to her alarm clock.
2:27 AM.
Ever since that fateful night, when she had saved her brother, dreams haunted her, dangling her desires right before her, never to be reached.
So close, yet so far.
Had she really won?
She sighed once again, flipping the tear soaked side of her pillow over. She laid down, trying to control her breathing.
As she drifted off into yet another fitful sleep, she tried to be positive. Toby was alive and healthy. That was all that mattered about the situation.
She never noticed the owl outside her window, staring into her room. The day she did was the day her answers would be found. Yet there they remained, out of sight, out of mind.
So close, yet so far.
Yes, so. :D Good, bad, what do you think? I don't know, I just had the urge to write something different. Heroes is all I seem to concentrate on lately, lol.