Disclaimer: I do not own the Labyrinth or any of the characters within.
The sun's rays shone directly though the small second story window of an apartment building not too far from the centre of Cripple Creek Colorado, creating rainbows on the white wash walls where the light hit crystal ornaments hanging from a rather old fashioned lamp. The room was full of old-fashioned items of this sort cluttering up the shelves and almost every available space that could be found. The main theme for the collection being fantasy and items which are undeniably unique. This is all to do with the pokey antiques store downstairs that sells everything for prices no to be sneered at by any collector. Sarah always had a particular interest in anything to do with fantasy from a very young age. By the age of what in a day would be 25 most adults grow and somewhat lose their ability to imagine and dream getting pulled into the everyday drudgery that life brings. No one having met Sarah Williams could claim that she had given up her almost childlike fascination with fantasy creatures much to the disappointment of most of her family. Now living in a small apartment building she writes stories for children who like herself have a fascination with creatures not of earth. One aspect of her childhood however had been conveniently forgotten as a dream that both scared and thrilled at the same time. Sarah the champion of the labyrinth had forgotten the labyrinth and all its creatures including all her friends and last but by no means least the Goblin King himself, Jareth. The story had been a major part of her life up until that night after which it seemed to have fulfilled its purpose and was forgotten in a drawer making way for other stories to fill her head. Such a pity.
"Oh Thomas I have told you before that the walls are not for scratching, you'll get me into trouble you know if you keep up with that." Sarah was watching her tabby cat scratching the walls where the light was reflecting on the crystals and making rainbows trying not to laugh. " You have given me a thought though for a possible beginning to another story, you are my muse little one and I love you. I think a little food is in order what do you think hmmm?"
Her cat stared blankly back at her and then as a sign of approval jumped down from the edge of the couch where he has been perched and sauntered off into the kitchen.
" I guess I'm to take that as a yes then?" giggling slightly and stretching her tired and aching muscles she removed herself from her perch in front of the computer. One of her stories sitting almost finished on the screen.
"So what's it to be then? Chicken or fish? Well actually I'm afraid there is no choice dear one it s going to have to be chicken as the fish is all gone." This didn't seem to phase Thomas one bit as he weaved in and out of her legs purring and waiting for her to put down his tea.
"Patience is not your strongest virtue you know, who am I to talk really though it seems sanity isn't mine I'm having a conversation with a cat. When was the last time I talked to someone outside these four walls except for on the phone?" Shoving a microwave meal in the microwave Sarah again reconciled herself to her lie with few friends and her book characters for company.
"You know Thomas sometimes I just wish I could get away from here and have a rest from writing deadlines."
Sarah's eyes closed slightly as she applied pressure between them to release some of the strain on her eyes created from looking at a computer screen for hours on end.
"You know my dear I believe that is the best thing that you suggested in a while now. I'm happy to accept and give you your hearts desire but as always for a price."
Upon hearing a male voice in front of her Sarah squealed and almost jumped out of her skin, almost damaging her eyes in the process. With somewhat fuzzy vision Sarah tried to focus on the unexpected visitor. Having not clearly heard what had been said and from being partially sighted Sarah scrambled for the door in an attempt to alert her neighbours to a stranger in her flat in hope that it would frighten them off. At this point how he got into the flat in the first place was a mystery to her as she always locked her door.
" Get out of my flat, whoever you are just get out or I'll alert the whole building."
"Come now Sarah do you honestly believe that the WHOLE castle will come running just because you're in here with me?"
"Who are you? And where am I?" Sarah turned to finally meet the stranger to find him just in front of her his mismatched eyes gazing into hers.
"You know fine well where you are Sarah and also who I am."
" Goblin King?……Jareth?"
Well this is my first chapter of a new story after a long break what do you think? Reviews appreciated.