TITLE: Dreamwalker

AUTHOR: Anisky

RATING: PG for now

SUMMARY: Sarah's been dabbling in some real-life magick, determined to be a powerful witch and as mystical and mysterious a figure as those goddesses and other mythical creatures in ancient mythology. The only problem is, now some other creatures have targeted Sarah, people who want to use her and people who want to make sure nobody can use her. Jareth has problems of his own, and only they can help each other... but can they get over their dislike of each other and work together, and maybe even... learn to like each other?

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DISCLAIMER: Sarah does not belong to me, Jareth does not belong to me, in fact anything you recognize does not belong to me.  Also, this fic was not written for any sort of intent or purpose to lure anyone into performing "magick" or trying to convert anyone to Pagan religions.  In fact, I should tell you that Sarah's misuse of spells and magic is a gross misuse of the art.  All of that is merely here because it's an interesting and fairly original plot, and for realistic spells.  Thanks!




The bell tinkled as Sarah opened the door and walked into one of her favorite stores, the one in which she'd found "Labyrinth" in fact. Few people were ever in the corner of the store where Sarah loved to go; the air was stale and everything was covered with dust.  Sarah paused, and sneezed violently, as she always did when first entering the musty shop. 

"Sarah? Is that you?"  Helena was a kindly old lady who ran the store.  She made most of her money with the valuable antiques the she sold at one end of the store, but Sarah could tell that her passion was really in the timeworn books that were crammed into shelves all over the store. 

"Yes, I'm here, Helena!" Sarah called, stepping out from behind the shelves to smile at the woman at the cash register. 

"I haven't seen you in forever!" exclaimed the woman.  "How have you been?"

"I've been well," Sarah told her.  "Karen keeps trying to stop me from coming here, that's why I haven't been by.  She doesn't approve of my 'overactive imagination.'"

Helena made a tutting sound and shook her head.  "That woman.  I can't believe she can't see what a wonderful stepdaughter she has.  Not approving of imagination! Well I never!"

Sarah smiled.  "Thanks, Helena.  That means a lot."  She walked over and gave the woman a big hug.  "But she's been nicer about it lately.  Do you have any new books?"

"Oh, loads!" smiled Helena.  "They're right over there, by the door.  I'm afraid I haven't had time to get them shelved yet.  I've had several new antique lamps and tables and people have been by asking about them.  There's a lot of book keeping too." 

"So the store is doing well then?" asked Sarah as she stepped over the stacks of yellowed newspapers to the stack of books. 

"Oh yes, it is."  The woman smiled at the young girl as sat down comfortably and began the familiar cycle of looking through all of the books.  "How are you doing, dear?"

Sarah looked up from the first book she'd picked up, an old novel that hadn't been historical when it was written—or even when that book had been printed—but definitely was now.  "I got the role of Carmen in the school play, Fame.  It's a really big part." 

"Oh, that's wonderful dear!" exclaimed Helena.  "Though, I suppose that will take up a lot of your time."

"Yeah, it's really time-intensive," agreed Sarah.  "It's alright though, I love to act."

"I guess you wouldn't have time for a job then?" asked the old woman regretfully.  "I had been hoping that you would be interested in working here."

Sarah pouted.  "Aww! I would have loved to, but you're right, I don't think there's time."  She put down the book she was holding and picked up the next one in the pile, bringing it to her nose to sniff it and then looking it over.  "Maybe when the school play is done?" 

"I'd like that dear.  Until then, I'll have to find somebody else to work here."  Helena turned back to her paperwork, and Sarah returned to inspecting each book. 

It had been about half an hour of silence, with Helena looking up and smiling quietly at the sight of the teenage girl in the corner making her way through the pile of new books with such a look of contentment.  Sarah had already set aside two books next to her that she wanted to buy, and the rest of them were neatly piled back where they should be.

Sarah's eyes got wide as she came along a huge book bound with red leather.  She lifted it; it was very heavy; so heavy in fact that she grunted slightly with the effort to hold it to her face and sniff the pages and binding.  It was definitely a very old book; Sarah had been around old books long enough to tell what scent meant an old book, and this one was positively archaic. 

She smiled as her fingers traced the words on the words on the cover:  "The Art of Spellwork".

Sarah stood up, picking up the two other books she'd wanted and lugged them to the counter.  "I'd like these, please," she said with a smile. 

"You're done awfully quickly," noted Helena, taking the books from her and inspecting each for a moment.

"Yes, I have to get home soon," Sarah told her.  "I'll look at the rest later.  How much is that big book?  It's leather bound and very old, I know that it's probably worth more than I have with me…" Sarah's voice trailed off.

Helena smiled at her.  "Don't worry, dear," she said.  "I'll give it to you for a dollar, just like the others.  You're my Sarah, after all!"

"No, I should at least give you more than that," argued Sarah as she took the twenty dollar bill she had as well as the five and gave it to the old woman.

"I insist."  Helena smiled and took the give, giving Sarah back two dollars.  "I can tell you'll enjoy it.  Just promise me that you'll come back soon."

Sarah smiled as she picked up the books.  "I will! I promise!" she exclaimed, kissing Helena on the cheek before turning to leave the building. 

Once Sarah left, Helena's eyebrows drew together as she watched the girl leave.  She was heading towards dangerous territory, Helena could tell.  She would have to keep an eye on the girl, and hope the warnings in the book she's just bought would put the girl back on the right path.

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Sarah sat at the center of her room, meditating.  She'd read in the book that was a good way to gather your energy to try spells and to draw in your power. 

She concentrated on the penny in front of her, murmuring the cants that were supposed to calm her mind.  Slowly, the penny rose in the air a few inches, hovered, and then fell back down onto the desk.

Sarah's mouth widened into an almost frightening grin as she concentrated even more and managed to make the penny hover in the air for almost a minute. 

She lay back on her bed, exhausted by even that little display but still exhilarated.  There was no question now; Sarah definitely had powers, powers that she could learn to harness and control.  It would take a lot of work—but oh, it would be worth it. 

Now completely convinced that it was not just a coincidence, and that it would be worth it, Sarah stood up and strode over to her vanity.  She opened a drawer and pulled everything out of it.  Finally at the bottom was a huge book, and Sarah lugged it out.  Karen should stay off her case from now on, but Sarah decided to be careful, just in case something had gone wrong.  It had been one of her first spells after all.   

Sarah opened the book and began reading from where she'd left off, with meditation, skimming over all of the cautions the book had in the first chapter.  Sarah rolled her eyes and continued to chapter two to get away from all those nonsense warnings.  She already knew the dangers that magick could have, she didn't need to read about it all over again. 

As she read, Sarah tore a page from her notebook then tore them into little strips, putting a bookmark in everything she'd need to know to do the spells she currently had in mind:  automatically acing her classes, making Justin date her, and making people like her more. 

The book was soon filled with little strips of paper.  Sarah was learning a lot from this book, and she knew that soon she would be able to do all those things she'd always wanted to.  Very soon. 


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