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Disclaimers: The Labyrinth and its characters do not belong to me. They belong to a very imaginative adult. And that's not me. Particularly since I am defintely NOT an adult.
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The Prophecy of Old
PinkPakRat
Prologue
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"Long ago, during the reign of the first Goblin King, a soothsayer that resided in his court prophesized that one day a goblin king would fall in love with a mortal. She would be one of the unwanted, one of the unloved. She would gain strength through her loneliness, wisdom through her adventures. Her allies, although few, were powerful and loyal. She would best the Goblin King and would then rule over the Goblin Kingdom.
"In those days even the thought of one of the goblin kings ruling side by side with a mortal was unthinkable. To think that one day a mortal and not a Fae would rule the Goblin Kingdom was unheard of. The Goblin King at that time decided that, to make sure that the prophecy did not come true, he would have all the unwanted babies in the mortal realm transported to his kingdom and turned into loyal goblin subjects.
"As much of the Goblin King's kingdom was just wild fields he decided to build a giant labyrinth, through which he was sure no one would be able to pass through. Using his magic he made the paths twist and turn. He made backwards become forwards and forwards become backwards. He placed traps which he was sure that no one would be able to surpass. In the center of the labyrinth he put his majestic castle and Goblin City, so that he would be able to watch over his kingdom and make sure that no mortal ever came into his kingdom without his knowing. When it was completed he uttered the famous words `Nothing is as it seems. Take nothing for granted.' And that was how the Underground we know today was formed."
Jareth snuggled deeper into the soft pillows of his bed, enjoying listening to the sound of his mother's voice. He had always loved hearing that story and would beg his mother every night to have it told him before he went to sleep. His mother leaned over to brush away a strand of moon-white hair away from his face. How she loved her son. Jareth closed his eyes at her touch.
"Good night my son." she whispered. She placed a kiss on his forehead then silently left the room, leaving Jareth to sleep. "I love you." she whispered outside the door and then walked to her own chambers.
End of Prologue
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Disclaimers: The Labyrinth and its characters do not belong to me. They belong to a very imaginative adult. And that's not me. Particularly since I am defintely NOT an adult.
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The Prophecy of Old
PinkPakRat
Prologue
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"Long ago, during the reign of the first Goblin King, a soothsayer that resided in his court prophesized that one day a goblin king would fall in love with a mortal. She would be one of the unwanted, one of the unloved. She would gain strength through her loneliness, wisdom through her adventures. Her allies, although few, were powerful and loyal. She would best the Goblin King and would then rule over the Goblin Kingdom.
"In those days even the thought of one of the goblin kings ruling side by side with a mortal was unthinkable. To think that one day a mortal and not a Fae would rule the Goblin Kingdom was unheard of. The Goblin King at that time decided that, to make sure that the prophecy did not come true, he would have all the unwanted babies in the mortal realm transported to his kingdom and turned into loyal goblin subjects.
"As much of the Goblin King's kingdom was just wild fields he decided to build a giant labyrinth, through which he was sure no one would be able to pass through. Using his magic he made the paths twist and turn. He made backwards become forwards and forwards become backwards. He placed traps which he was sure that no one would be able to surpass. In the center of the labyrinth he put his majestic castle and Goblin City, so that he would be able to watch over his kingdom and make sure that no mortal ever came into his kingdom without his knowing. When it was completed he uttered the famous words `Nothing is as it seems. Take nothing for granted.' And that was how the Underground we know today was formed."
Jareth snuggled deeper into the soft pillows of his bed, enjoying listening to the sound of his mother's voice. He had always loved hearing that story and would beg his mother every night to have it told him before he went to sleep. His mother leaned over to brush away a strand of moon-white hair away from his face. How she loved her son. Jareth closed his eyes at her touch.
"Good night my son." she whispered. She placed a kiss on his forehead then silently left the room, leaving Jareth to sleep. "I love you." she whispered outside the door and then walked to her own chambers.
End of Prologue
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