Last Regrets
Anger, Self- Loathing. Two feelings I've been experiencing since my defeat of the Labyrinth. I loved Jareth, with a passion that few people felt in their lifetime.
Unending, winding, dark, stone- cold corridors ran through my mind. I knew he moved on; the Goblin King does not offer himself twice. The dark corridors filled me with an intolerable agony.
I had sunk into a depression after my defeat of the Labyrinth, but no more. I lifted the knife to pierce my heart. Gently, I pressed it to my chest.
"NO!" A voice suddenly rang out.