The man that pace the throne room was ill tempered and unreasonable, his blonde hair stuck out over his head in a giant poof. "Dammit! She's coming, what to do, what to do? Aha, that's what I'll do" He said and stormed angrily from the room grabbing the toddler in striped pajamas from the arms of the nearest goblin.
Not long after She entered the castle, the first to ever get there in the time limit. She stopped and sent away her friends. Sarah wandered into the strangest looking room in the whole castle, there were staircases leading all over the place and some of them were upside down, she took one step into the room right into the waiting arms of the goblin king and...
I woke up in shivers, the dream was getting more and more vivid ever since I'd fallen asleep babysitting my brother Toby a few years ago. I was convinced it was a dream, I mean come on, what kind of labyrinth features all the toys in your room? No, it was indeed just a dream. I looked over at my alarm clock. It was set to ring in three minutes. "Damn." I said rolling over.
Surely enough I had only just closed my eyes when my alarm went off in the form of my favorite song, Underground by David Bowie. I got up, and turned down the volume but left the song on as I got dressed and got ready for school. I ran a hand over my raven hair that was now short. How would he react if he saw me now?
His dreams were always the same. Always her. Her long black hair, her sharp green eyes, her horrible habit of biting her lips, her voice, and lastly the feel of her in his arms as they whirled across the floor of her imagination. He stood from his place on the throne and conjured a crystal. Jareth looked into it turning the sphere in his hand until he saw her, his precious thing. He saw his mark on her clear as day and was confident that no man had yet touched her. He spoke in a low voice to his Sarah, "Good morning, Sarah-mine. Sweet dreams?" The girl paused her morning routine for a moment, but then smiled and continued as she spoke aloud to a voice only she could hear. "Painfully sweet. How about you Fey?"
He chuckled to himself, she loved calling him that since he refused to tell her his real name. She had convinced herself that Jareth the Goblin King was just a dream, but she was mistaken. He smiled wider at the thought of the look on her face when she realized he was very real and very much intent on getting her.
"Same as always, nothing but you, Sarah-mine."
"Fey you are so sweet, too bad you're only in my head."
Jareth smiled to himself, "Have a nice day Sarah-mine." He vanished the crystal.