Through the Crystal Ball
Chapter One: Setting the Scene
Disclaimer: I do not own The Labyrinth, or any of its associated characters. I do, however, own Jeramey. Thank you, and have a good read.
It had been five years since her journey in the Goblin King's maze. Sarah had decided sometimes in her timeline that those adventures were merely figments of her imagination, that they only occurred in her mind. On this notion, she simply tucked those thoughts away in a corner of her mind, choosing to ignore them in order to experience the new feelings she felt in her life.
Sarah was in college now, busy making something happen in her life. She had found a steady boyfriend, Jeramey, with whom she was engaged. They had gotten engaged just three weeks ago, but Sarah knew he was the one. She was happy in her life, happy to a point where she didn't want anything to change.
She awoke that morning, feeling refreshed and quite welcome to the morning. She had never been a morning person before, yet something told her today was going to be marvelous. She heard a loud knocking on her door, and shoved her feet into a pair of slippers before she practically skipped to answer it. When she did, a smile broke across her already happy face. It was Jeramey, her fiancée. Oh, God, how she loved that word. She could say it all day long. She was Jeramey Roger's fiancée.
Jeramey leaned down to kiss Sarah, his shaven cheek brushing up against her smooth one. He pulled a rose from behind her back, and listened to her gasp. He loved the little surprises like this. He was so lucky to have a girl like her. Her long, dark flowing hair was like silk, only to be matched by the intensity and depth of her gorgeous brown eyes. Sometimes he couldn't believe she'd actually said yes. How nervous he had been!
Sarah gingerly took the rose from his hand, pulling it to her face to inhale its aroma. She looked up at the man she loved. He had wavy blonder hair and bright blue eyes. He was taller than her by far, he was around six foot three to her five foot four, but she never felt all that short next to him. She felt perfect.
"Shall I escort you to class, milady?" He beamed down at her, and took her hand.
Sarah laughed. "Oh, yes, handsome knight."
"Sarah, should you ever need me, I'll be here." Jeramey knew things were rocky with her father and stepmother, as they were getting a divorce. He cleared his throat just before he said this, as they exited her dormitory house on the college campus. He knew she didn't like to talk about it, but he hoped she'd feel better just knowing he was there to give his support.
Sarah looked up at him, a bewildered look on her face. That line seemed very familiar to her, as if she should know it. Instead of questioning him, she squeezed his hand and smiled. "I know, Jeramey."
Yes, life was perfect. There was no other way to explain it. Sarah had finally found the man who she loved; the man of her dreams.
