1. A not so ordinary woman
Sarah Williams thought herself an ordinary woman. As a matter of fact, the people around her recognized her as anything but ordinary.
At the age of fourteen she had learned that to get somewhere in life, you had to rely on your friends, to help you move foreword. That and to never utter the words "I wish" out loud. This caused her to be a more warm hearted creature than she would have been, had she not conquered the labyrinth and in the process won her brother back.
This also made people warm up to her, and the former lonely child soon evolved into a rather social woman. She still had her head up in the cloud but these days she brought people with her, and wherever she went she always left a warm feeling among the people she blessed with her presence, as if she herself had been plucked from a fairytale and put on earth.
Unfortunately, this also gave her the kind of attention she would rather be without and as she stepped through the doors of the theatre an ordinary Wednesday morning, she felt her heart drop as she saw Erik standing in the lobby, waiting for her.
"Hi." She said hesitantly and slowed her steps. Inside, she prayed that he would take this as a professional, but somehow she doubted it.
"Hi, Sarah." The look on his face was utter misery. Fuck. She stopped in front of him and hesitated for a moment. She saw his face beginning to light up with hope and she realized that she had to smother it in its cradle. Fuck. Man she hated these conversations.
"Look... You know I didn't mean to hurt you." The light in his eyes was put out and he nodded. "And I'm sorry I don't feel the way you do, but you have to stop leaving messages on my answering machine at two in the morning." He didn't meet her gaze and didn't say something. "I really like you Erik, and I want to be able to work with you without watching every word I say for possible double meaning. I don't mean to be cruel, but obviously you need to hear this. You and I. It will never happen. Do you understand?"
Though her words were harsh, she said it in a low kind voice. Erik nodded. She put a hand on his arm and walked passed him. After a couple of steps she heard him move behind her. "Sarah?" She stopped and turned around. "Yes?" He was still the picture of misery, but he tried to smile at her. "You are really special, you know that?" She waved at him and continued her way towards the dressing rooms.
She was stuck in her own thought about Erik and didn't raise her gaze until she heard the dressingroom door shut behind her and realized that it didn't sound right. It sounded too heavy.
She raised her gaze to see, not the dressing room she had expected, but the throne room of a castle she had not thought ever to see again. Goblins were everywhere. They hung from the sealing, sat in the windows, climbed the walls and stood, laid and sat around the throne of the other side of the room. Draped over said throne was a familiar presence, who gave her a wicked smile as he caught her eyes."Well, hello Sarah. I'm pleased you made it."
Well, three times a charm. "Fuck."
AN/
If you find something incredibly weird in my writing, you know; typings, incorrect grammar or stuff like that, I would appreciate if you were to point it out, since I'm a bit rusty.
Btw, my US spell check wanted to replace "Jareth" with "Jared", while the GB version wanted to replace it with "karate". How kick-ass is that?
