It had been years. Such a long time. But some memories never die...A little tribute.

A small tribute. At the end of days, we must all let go and fly.

Just a little tribute to our King. I used the Doctor to say what I wanted to say, but you don't necessarily have to be a Doctor Who fan to understand it.

Band-aids might not fix bullet holes, but ice cream makes everything better. Humble in-universe tribute to our fallen King. Rated T for Jareth.

For years Sarah has waited for Jareth to come for her. She's beginning to lose hope. Written some time ago, I found this just this week and chose to finish it as a tribute to David Bowie. Not my usual fare but I hope my readers will enjoy anyway!

I had a dream in which Sarah was seeing Jareth again for the first time in ten years since Labyrinth. It was a lovely dream until the end, which unfortunately seemed to foreshadow David Bowie's death, only two days later. I have also taken inspiration for my story from the Genesis song, 'Follow You Follow Me'. This is my tribute to David Bowie. I do not own the movie or the song.

Years later Sarah defeated the Labyrinth, Jareth finally returned for her, but going against the council's decree has its consequences. -A tribute to David Bowie-

The Underground will always be waiting should we need it, for any reason at all... (Tribute to David Bowie. My personal thoughts on the death of David Bowie. It's late but I finally managed to write it)

This is my small tribute to the great David Bowie. Jareth and Sarah, along with some new friends, say goodbye to the legend.

A tribute to David Bowie. Sarah must say goodbye to her dream and the king who gave it to her.

Long Live The Goblin King

The Goblin King lived forever. In tribute, and with gratitude, to our Goblin King, David Bowie.

It's only forever, not long at all. A humble tribute to our beloved Goblin King.

A one-shot tribute to David Bowie in mourning of his recent passing in which Sarah returns to the Labyrinth one last time. We'll miss you Goblin King. (Warning: feels MAY be included.)

A little tribute. All I can do is write. I implore everyone else to keep writing too. We are, after all, Scribes of The Goblin King.

Sarah receives a visit in the early hours of the morning. The news isn't good. A tribute. Rest in peace, Goblin King.