STOLEN…
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GIVE ME THE CHILD….
JARETH: SARAH, BEWARE.
JARETH: I HAVE BEEN GENEROUS UP UNTIL NOW,
JARETH: BUT I CAN BE CRUEL.
SARAH: GENEROUS!
SARAH: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THAT'S GENEROUS?
JARETH: EVERYTHING!
JARETH: EVERYTHING THAT YOU WANTED I HAVE DONE.
JARETH: YOU ASKED THAT THE CHILD BE TAKEN.
JARETH: I TOOK HIM.
JARETH: YOU COWERED BEFORE ME. I WAS FRIGHTENING.
JARETH: I HAVE REORDERED TIME.
JARETH: I HAVE TURNED THE WORLD UPSIDE-DOWN,
JARETH: AND I HAVE DONE IT ALL FOR YOU!
JARETH: I AM EXHAUSED FROM LIVING UP
JARETH: TO YOUR EXPECTATIONS OF ME.
JARETH: ISN'T THAT GENEROUS?
SARAH: THROUGH DANGERS UNTOLD
SARAH: AND HARDSHIPS UNNUMBERED,
SARAH: I HAVE FOUGHT MY WAY HERE
SARAH: TO THE CASTLE BEYOND THE GOBLIN CITY,
SARAH: FOR MY WILL IS AS STRONG AS YOURS.
SARAH: AND MY-
JARETH: STOP!
JARETH: WAIT!
JARETH: LOOK, SARAH.
JARETH: LOOK WHAT I'M OFFERING YOU-
JARETH: YOU'RE DREAMS.
SARAH: AND KINGDOM IS GREAT.
JARETH: I ASK FOR SO LITTLE.
JARETH: JUST LET ME RULE YOU,
JARETH: AND YOU CAN HAVE EVERYTHING
JARETH: THAT YOU WANT.
SARAH: KINGDOM IS GREAT...
SARAH: DAMN! I CAN NEVER REMEMBER THAT LINE.
JARETH: JUST FEAR ME, LOVE ME,
JARETH: DO AS I SAY,
JARETH: AND I WILL BE YOUR SLAVE.
SARAH: MY KINGDOM IS GREAT.
SARAH: MY KINGDOM IS GREAT.
SARAH: YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER ME.
LUDO: GOOD-BYE, SARAH.
DIDYMUS: AND REMEMBER, FAIR MAIDEN,
DIDYMUS: SHOULD YOU NEED US...
HOGGLE: YES, SHOULD YOU NEED US
HOGGLE: FOR ANY REASON AT ALL...
SARAH: I NEED YOU, HOGGLE.
HOGGLE: YOU-YOU DO?
SARAH: I DON'T KNOW WHY,
SARAH: BUT EVERY NOW AND AGAIN
SARAH: IN MY LIFE,
SARAH: FOR NO REASON AT ALL,
SARAH: I NEED YOU-
SARAH: ALL OF YOU…
(Prologue)
When the grandfather clock chimed in the background it startled Sarah and she woke up quickly. She realized right away that Toby, her brother, was sleeping soundly in her arms. Who was apparently undisturbed by the current change of events. She let a quick yawn escape her as she stood up.
Her brother had dozed off as she had eventually done as well. Slowly she walked from the chair to the crib, where she carefully and quickly placed him. He stirred only for a minuet as if to look around, but then found his thumb and began suckling, contently pacified he went back to sleep.
Sarah turned her attention to the window in front of her. It was still pouring rain outside, the lightning and thunder still active in the background. "Was it all a dream then?" She asked no body in particular. But in her mind and in her heart she knew other wise. Another bolt of lightening shot across the dark sky as she saw that Toby's red-and-white cap was still stretched on top her head. Another bolt shot through the sky and she reached for it, pulling it off her head. It was then that the ringing of the phone got her attention and quickly she went downstairs to answer it. While the book laid harmlessly on the floor.
"Was it all a dream then?"
A gloved hand rolled the round crystal orb in his hand as Jareth admired the youthful woman from this distance. He pined for her. But what's done was done. There was no going back, only the future to look forward to; and how lonely that was going to be.
"And should you need me Sarah." He said softly. With that he let the crystal orb float above his head and soon it drifted farther away. And Jareth the Goblin King returned to a life of solitude and ruler of the Underground. Which had never really changed, he was always here as she was always there and if there was any other reason that shouldn't be. He supposed time would tell. Time what a fascinating, and strange concept. He had to laugh and he did as his voice carried through out the goblin city, the crystal orb faded into the sky, and vanished to the world above.
(1)
9 years later…
Sarah took one look at the shattered glass on the floor and the white baseball laying guilty right in the middle of it. She placed her hands on her hips as she looked out the now broken window at the two boys running off in the distance. She could only shake her head in disappointment. She knew it was an accident. But what irked her was when they just ran away. Why couldn't they just take the responsibility of their actions? But with that thought Sarah had to laugh despite her self. So much had happen, yet all she felt she owed to blame was an overactive imagination. There was nothing more, nothing less. But still there was that one part of her that doubted it. But without any proof, there was no underground. She had to grow up, and that she did.
She had intentionally moved to follow her dreams in acting, but like most dreams they fade. Reality sets in and the dreamer must wake up and see that playing small parts in skits and on-call extras wasn't paying her bills. So she had to step up and do something else. At the moment she worked night shift at the factory down town. But that could all change if something else came up that paid more. But at the moment she accepted her boring life. She was a normal human being who had a mundane life. And she wasn't about to complain about it.
Sarah bent over to pick up the bigger shards of glass after picking them up and placing them in the trash bin, before getting a broom and sweeping up the smaller shards. After that chore was done she collected the dirty baseball and set it on the counter. Eventually someone will come looking for something they miss, they always do. And she would without arguments give it back as she always does. After all they were only children. And she had none.
Sarah never gotten married, she couldn't say she didn't have flings, but none of the suitors she would choose to spend her time with, lacked in one department or another and she just wound up finding every single one dull. Who knew?