For some reason I really got stuck on this one. Please review! I really would like to know what you think of the finished product.
Disclaimers: Labyrinth doesn't belong to me so don't sue me!
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Chapter 9
Dance Magic Dance
Once they reached the end of the path the rings of fire that lit the festival guided them the rest of the way. Upon approaching the chaotic roars of laughter and amusement a screech like no other could be heard. So deafening Sarah thought all the cosmos would be shaken. It had initiated the drumming and so it began.
Twirling about in circles, folk music guiding her step in a rapid beat causing her to not notice the sage vanishing. Round and round they went driven with delirious laughter that sent the bright colors of fireys and other bizarre creatures a blur. A twirl of reds, yellows, and blues spun about as the pace went on. The fire's light danced around them under the moon. The whole world seemed to radiate the beat of the dance setting Sarah free as though she was flying far from reason or pain.
The only thing that seemed to pull her back to the ground were two disturbing mismatched eyes from beneath her guide's hood. Trapped with in the circle of quick paced movement her attempts to get a closer look were to no avail. Franticly pulling herself away Sarah only seemed to be heaved back into the alluring beat that engulfed all those who surrounded her. That is all but one person she shoved with all her might to reach. Finally breaking free of their grip with vicious thrusts the dancers let her pass as they returned mindlessly to the festival.
As she approached the source of those haunting eyes the sage disappeared as though a mirage in a desert. Sending her spinning as it appeared once again opposite from where she stood lost in a sea of creatures. Determined, Sarah pushed onward toward the smiling brown and blue stare. Half way through heaving and ramming through the crowds she lost sight of them to only be turned about by their owner.
"You look exquisite this evening Sarah." A cool and poised voice whispered across her collarbone as its source brushed it ever so slightly. No longer cloaked in black the Goblin King appeared grandly in navy blue tights and matching cape set off by the stark white shirt showing off his chest and always present medallion.
Trying to keep her mind about and away from his tights she pushed on with her purpose, "So it was you."
His aloof laughter and tone sent chills down her spine, "Who else were you expecting Sarah? I didn't expect my worthy adversary to be surprised." She couldn't believe his audacity. He was actually teasing her! After kidnapping her to some fantasy hell of his that she had dreaded for the last decade he stood here laughing at her.
Sarah could actually feel her temper rise as it was set off, "Has anyone ever told you how utterly luscious you look when you are flustered?" About to hand it to him with a left jab Sarah felt his lips trailing down the nape of her neck. Confused she froze, perplexed in what to think. They stood in the very center of the festival yet in Sarah's mind everything was standing still. There was just Jareth and her.
As quick as it had all began it ended just as abruptly. He trailed his caress to her earlobe whispering while he nibbled, "Sweet dreams my lady." With that he disappeared into the crowd that engulfed her into the dance once again.
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Well, that's it for the festival. I'm not sure if it's what I though it would be but the only thing that matters is if you liked it. Please review with any comments/suggestions. Thanx for all the support!
~Clover