I WISH:
Chapter 6: everything turns out to be a nightmare due to the great tension produced in Sarah . . . though . . . nightmare or vision of the future?
I've got a dream 'bout an angel on the beach
And the perfect waves are starting to come
His hair is flying out in ribbons of gold
And his touch has got the power to stone
I've got a dream 'bout a boy in a castle
And he's dancing like a cat on the stairs
He's got the fire of a prince in his eyes
I've got a dream 'bout a boy on a star
Looking down upon the realm of the world
He's there all alone and dreaming of someone like me
I'm not an angel but at least I'm a girl
I've got a dream when the darkness is over
We'll be lying in the rays of the sun
But it's only a dream and tonight is for real
You'll never know what it means
But you'll know how it feels
It's gonna be over
Before you know it's begun
It's all we really got tonight
Stop your crying hold on (tonight)
Before you know it it's gone (tonight)
Tonight is what it means to be young
Say a prayer in the darkness for the magic to come
For no matter what it seams
Tonight is what it means to be young
The smell of fragrant summer flowers filled the air. Two large doors were opened before her and the entered a palace more opulent, more richly decorated than any place she had been. The vast expanse of velvet dome was packed with celestial objects all moving in clockwork harmony. Now that darkness had fallen, the city was a cosmos in and of itself.
Hundreds of torches lined the interior of the room. Each burned in a multitude of golden flames that little by little were declining in pale silver, and their light illuminated the centre of the room. The walls covered with frost.
It passes a time before she was looking again around or was turning towards the neighbouring people. The same people who in another occasion had tried to scare her now were revering her. Everything had ended. The dancers of her "dream" had come to the ceremony whereas the habitants of the labyrinth though also they were present, waited in the exterior. She was part of a world full of magic, wonder and desire and she has power over all of them, even his King.
The first thing that she would do now that she was queen would be to sign a decree in which there was ordained the construction of another castle in the other end of the Labyrinth. Take that Jareth. The motive of this decision: to be able to monitor better their lands, of course. She could imagine it, Jareth would say something as "Sarah, don't defy me, I don't allow you to do that" and her response would be "Really? Look this" and then she would use the royal stamp until the ink finished. She smiled.
They might be creatures of dream, powerful, immortal, perfect and at the same time terrible. But she, so vulnerable and full of faults, she was the dreamer, like she had demonstrated it when she defeated the labyrinth. She controls them.
"You have no power over me " how true
She knew that with the coronation she had bound herself to the place, she had fallen for Jareth´s trick " It is just a ball, to do peaces; you would see your friends too, everyone is invited and this time we have all the time of the world." He had said her innocently. And now she might never leave the Underground, but Jareth was another very different matter. As queen she could choose to be with him or with someone else. Certain that would be preferable that as Champion of his game and he being High King were a couple, it would bring the balance too, but it was not necessary. And Sarah did not want to give him this pleasure. At least not now. No! Not now, not ever
Sarah observed with delight the many beautiful faces that had met there, the golden light of the fire was playing in the different facial features and was making shine the hairs. Then she saw him. His silken locks almost matched the clarity of his clothing, which was made of a soft leather unlike any Sarah had ever seen. She was looking at his chiselled profile when he turned suddenly, his eyes locking on hers. They seemed as deep and dark as they were old. It took a moment for the fact that they were staring at each other to sink in, and Sarah turned away blushing. Jareth grinned, turned back to the others and continued.
She had to go out of there, she walked towards the doors of oak that were opened and knew that behind them she would find the esplanade that existed after the castle which was transformed into a cave full of colours. While she was lowering the perron of stone she distinguished the radiance of the lights distributed in the rose gardens. Actually they were hundreds of small fairies
Everything was fresh and intense as if she was perceiving it for the first time, as if she was not one coarse human, but some magical being who could understand the beauty of all that place. Since it was true that though the Labyrinth is fulfilled with dangers, and there are in it many dark sites, also it has many beautiful things.
The air was warm, the stars winks in the black curtain of the sky. And the full moon, round and shining, was presiding at that magic landscape.
Sarah approached towards a column. Shaking her head, she mumbled a prayer. She knew that made no sense, since nobody would listen to her prayer. But it had worked since she was a little girl.
Now, she was not a child.
She was not even mortal.
She heard in the air the humming that she had come to associate with Jareth. And then, he appeared behind her. He laid his hands on her shoulders and spun her around. She was too weak to resist him. Jareth brought his lips to Sarah's in a slow, lingering kiss, his lips marvelling at her warmth and softness. "Sarah say it " She was inviting, full and delicious. "I wish. . ." She breathlessly whispered. His lips, hungry and yearning, brushed with more intensity as they found her mouth. "Say . . . the. . . words, Sarah" He slid his hands around her waist and pulled her to him. Her lips were parted "Jareth . . .mmph. . ." Gently his tongue brushed hers and her own found it instinctively. This was a kiss born of desire, nurtured with need. A kiss that both had dreamed of, held in their minds for a year.
"I wish I could be with you, forever." With these words she had bond to him freely, resigning everything and both knew it. "Never let me go. I need you Jareth" She kissed him tenderly again, and felt Jareth's smile against her lips. "Finally" he thought. And after that, all the emotions he had felt vanished except the adoration for her, he offered his arm. " Shall we? "
When they re-entered the party the multitude separated to leave them way, with the glasses in their hands they expected anxious the first dance of the night. Jareth held his hand out. She took it and they started to move with grace to the beautiful tune. Without his mask she was in the arms of the real Jareth and not his magical facade. She has her dreams and adulthood, she didn´t have to choose as she had been afraid.
"Long life to Jareth, King of the goblins and Sarah, Lady of the Labyrinth, Rulers of the Underground" Exclaimed the dancers by whom they had been surrounded.
Jareth held her more tightly.
The twilight lights burned during all that night.
Strong jolts in her chest startled her. Everything was dark. She was feeling a sweaty cold in her body. She didn't want to open her eyes. It was difficult to remember what had happened before falling asleep. With enough effort, she joined and sat down in the bed, separating the humid sheets, when she realized that was completely naked.
"No, no, no, it can not be"
AN: Probably I´ll do a few changes later I don't know and a warning, it´s not what you think. Also I want to dedicate this chapter to Solea and Phoebemoon. The lyrics are from the movie "Streets of fire". Give me 7 reviews and I´ll upload chapter 7, just joking, you can give more
Chapter 6: everything turns out to be a nightmare due to the great tension produced in Sarah . . . though . . . nightmare or vision of the future?
I've got a dream 'bout an angel on the beach
And the perfect waves are starting to come
His hair is flying out in ribbons of gold
And his touch has got the power to stone
I've got a dream 'bout a boy in a castle
And he's dancing like a cat on the stairs
He's got the fire of a prince in his eyes
I've got a dream 'bout a boy on a star
Looking down upon the realm of the world
He's there all alone and dreaming of someone like me
I'm not an angel but at least I'm a girl
I've got a dream when the darkness is over
We'll be lying in the rays of the sun
But it's only a dream and tonight is for real
You'll never know what it means
But you'll know how it feels
It's gonna be over
Before you know it's begun
It's all we really got tonight
Stop your crying hold on (tonight)
Before you know it it's gone (tonight)
Tonight is what it means to be young
Say a prayer in the darkness for the magic to come
For no matter what it seams
Tonight is what it means to be young
The smell of fragrant summer flowers filled the air. Two large doors were opened before her and the entered a palace more opulent, more richly decorated than any place she had been. The vast expanse of velvet dome was packed with celestial objects all moving in clockwork harmony. Now that darkness had fallen, the city was a cosmos in and of itself.
Hundreds of torches lined the interior of the room. Each burned in a multitude of golden flames that little by little were declining in pale silver, and their light illuminated the centre of the room. The walls covered with frost.
It passes a time before she was looking again around or was turning towards the neighbouring people. The same people who in another occasion had tried to scare her now were revering her. Everything had ended. The dancers of her "dream" had come to the ceremony whereas the habitants of the labyrinth though also they were present, waited in the exterior. She was part of a world full of magic, wonder and desire and she has power over all of them, even his King.
The first thing that she would do now that she was queen would be to sign a decree in which there was ordained the construction of another castle in the other end of the Labyrinth. Take that Jareth. The motive of this decision: to be able to monitor better their lands, of course. She could imagine it, Jareth would say something as "Sarah, don't defy me, I don't allow you to do that" and her response would be "Really? Look this" and then she would use the royal stamp until the ink finished. She smiled.
They might be creatures of dream, powerful, immortal, perfect and at the same time terrible. But she, so vulnerable and full of faults, she was the dreamer, like she had demonstrated it when she defeated the labyrinth. She controls them.
"You have no power over me " how true
She knew that with the coronation she had bound herself to the place, she had fallen for Jareth´s trick " It is just a ball, to do peaces; you would see your friends too, everyone is invited and this time we have all the time of the world." He had said her innocently. And now she might never leave the Underground, but Jareth was another very different matter. As queen she could choose to be with him or with someone else. Certain that would be preferable that as Champion of his game and he being High King were a couple, it would bring the balance too, but it was not necessary. And Sarah did not want to give him this pleasure. At least not now. No! Not now, not ever
Sarah observed with delight the many beautiful faces that had met there, the golden light of the fire was playing in the different facial features and was making shine the hairs. Then she saw him. His silken locks almost matched the clarity of his clothing, which was made of a soft leather unlike any Sarah had ever seen. She was looking at his chiselled profile when he turned suddenly, his eyes locking on hers. They seemed as deep and dark as they were old. It took a moment for the fact that they were staring at each other to sink in, and Sarah turned away blushing. Jareth grinned, turned back to the others and continued.
She had to go out of there, she walked towards the doors of oak that were opened and knew that behind them she would find the esplanade that existed after the castle which was transformed into a cave full of colours. While she was lowering the perron of stone she distinguished the radiance of the lights distributed in the rose gardens. Actually they were hundreds of small fairies
Everything was fresh and intense as if she was perceiving it for the first time, as if she was not one coarse human, but some magical being who could understand the beauty of all that place. Since it was true that though the Labyrinth is fulfilled with dangers, and there are in it many dark sites, also it has many beautiful things.
The air was warm, the stars winks in the black curtain of the sky. And the full moon, round and shining, was presiding at that magic landscape.
Sarah approached towards a column. Shaking her head, she mumbled a prayer. She knew that made no sense, since nobody would listen to her prayer. But it had worked since she was a little girl.
Now, she was not a child.
She was not even mortal.
She heard in the air the humming that she had come to associate with Jareth. And then, he appeared behind her. He laid his hands on her shoulders and spun her around. She was too weak to resist him. Jareth brought his lips to Sarah's in a slow, lingering kiss, his lips marvelling at her warmth and softness. "Sarah say it " She was inviting, full and delicious. "I wish. . ." She breathlessly whispered. His lips, hungry and yearning, brushed with more intensity as they found her mouth. "Say . . . the. . . words, Sarah" He slid his hands around her waist and pulled her to him. Her lips were parted "Jareth . . .mmph. . ." Gently his tongue brushed hers and her own found it instinctively. This was a kiss born of desire, nurtured with need. A kiss that both had dreamed of, held in their minds for a year.
"I wish I could be with you, forever." With these words she had bond to him freely, resigning everything and both knew it. "Never let me go. I need you Jareth" She kissed him tenderly again, and felt Jareth's smile against her lips. "Finally" he thought. And after that, all the emotions he had felt vanished except the adoration for her, he offered his arm. " Shall we? "
When they re-entered the party the multitude separated to leave them way, with the glasses in their hands they expected anxious the first dance of the night. Jareth held his hand out. She took it and they started to move with grace to the beautiful tune. Without his mask she was in the arms of the real Jareth and not his magical facade. She has her dreams and adulthood, she didn´t have to choose as she had been afraid.
"Long life to Jareth, King of the goblins and Sarah, Lady of the Labyrinth, Rulers of the Underground" Exclaimed the dancers by whom they had been surrounded.
Jareth held her more tightly.
The twilight lights burned during all that night.
Strong jolts in her chest startled her. Everything was dark. She was feeling a sweaty cold in her body. She didn't want to open her eyes. It was difficult to remember what had happened before falling asleep. With enough effort, she joined and sat down in the bed, separating the humid sheets, when she realized that was completely naked.
"No, no, no, it can not be"
AN: Probably I´ll do a few changes later I don't know and a warning, it´s not what you think. Also I want to dedicate this chapter to Solea and Phoebemoon. The lyrics are from the movie "Streets of fire". Give me 7 reviews and I´ll upload chapter 7, just joking, you can give more
