Hey fellow readers! I've always been such a huge fan of Labyrinth, so here's is my first fanfiction on one of my favorite movies. Please don't forget to review! Or any feedback you'd like me to know. It helps with the whole writing process(and faster updates), Thank you and enjoy :).
It was another solemn night at Lauring boarding school. It was raining lightly outside, the crescent moon slipping through the dark clouds. Sarah was once again in her room, while most of the other girls could be heard down the hall, gossiping and enjoying themselves in the late Saturday evening.
Yet, Sarah didn't want to be with them. Her room was more comfortable than being with the other girls. Her eyes watched the raindrops falling on the windowsill; her heart was aching.
It had been three years since that fateful day she had uttered those words. That one day when the strange King took away his stepbrother, all thanks to her. She had ventured into the vast Labyrinth, met some unlikely allies and friends, and defeated the Goblin King, the graceful and eccentric ruler of the realm. Sarah had been able to leave the labyrinth, but she couldn't deny how much her heart missed the glorious place.
When she had returned to her own world, Sarah felt she couldn't belong anymore. She tried forgetting the Goblin king's realm, but it was useless.
Sarah would never tell her father and her stepmother, but there were times she tried to tell them the story, as if it were all something she had dreamt. She needed to get it out of her mind, to someone understand. However, her father would only sigh and look at her with a sad look.
"Stories are for entertainment, but you have to live in the real world. You're old enough to know that."
This would just make Sarah even more frustrated with her life. She would keep to herself in her room, staring at the figurines and dolls, imagining the world beyond her own.
Although she excelled in her studies, Sarah didn't have many friends in middle school. The girls would make bully for her strangeness, while the boys would tear her drawings of goblins and masquerades .
Soon, Sarah's stepmother thought a boarding school for her senior year would be beneficial. Lauring Boarding school, an institution for gifted girls, would be the place for her.
Now 18, Sarah knew this would be hell. It was obvious this wasn't the place for her.
She tried harder and harder to forget the Labyrinth, but it was the only thing that made her happy.
The raindrops stopped falling on the window outside, the dark clouds moving rapidly. Sarah needed some night air. Perhaps that could make her feel better.
She slipped on her navy blue cardigan over her thin nightgown. Her curves shown through her pajamas, and although not very tall, Sarah had grown up to be a beautiful young woman.
She opened the door of her dorm, climbing down the countless steps toward the courtyard. She could hear the other girls socializing in the common room.
I doubt they'll notice me gone, Sarah thought, opening the courtyard gates.
She was standing in the garden, hundreds of rose and camellia bushes surrounding her. It was her favorite thing about this dark place; there was something mystical about the garden.
The rain had fallen to low mist, making Sarah feel as she were in a dream .
Moments passed in the garden; Sarah's heart was aching again.
She sat near the burgundy colored roses, smelling the scents and yearning for that land again.
Those mismatched eyes were in her mind, glowing against the darkness.
Strangely, she missed the King, also.
This isn't my life., Sarah whispered to herself.
"This was never my life."
There was silence around her.
Unconsciously, her head lowered, feeling suddenly exhausted.
It was late; it was time to go back.
As she lifted her head, a pair of ravishing, mismatched eyes, illuminated by the small light of the moon, were only a few steps from her own. A graceful smile appeared on His thin lips. Sarah knew that smile like she knew herself.
"And what life would you want, My love? This one, or the one I could give you?"
