Why is it I always find myself listening to the perfect song when typing?
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Absolutely nothing! Nada! Nine! _crawls into
corner and cries_. not the song, which is "Learn To Fly" by Foo Fighters,
not the Labyrinth, not David Bowie and a potato...WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
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A week after that incident, three weeks from the wedding, Sarah sat alone
in her room weeping. She had a confrontation with her sweetheart after the
whole Jareth incident.
'Jareth.' Before now, his name might have sounded sweet to her. But now
it sounded bitter, and it triggered rage within her. She began to twiddle
with her engagement ring. He wanted to know why she paused in helping him,
why she looked to Jareth first.
He said she apparently didn't love him the way she said she did, so maybe
they should put off the wedding until she chose between them. Between
Jareth, who both filled her heart with cold fury and made her drool, and
her beloved fiancé who she promised to "love no other man" and love
forever. But could she keep the promise? She couldn't keep anything at
the moment.
'Damnit Jareth! Why must you mess everything up for me? Why now?' Why
now indeed. Could it be? No, he couldn't love her. He stole her little
brother! He tortured her for thirteen hours! He made her weak in the
knees at the sound of his voice.. 'No! You hate him, Sarah! He stole
Toby!' Did he? He only took him when she wished him away. Would he have
done so otherwise? 'No, he's too sweet." Sweet?! Where did that come
from? 'He's a jerk!' Is he really? You never got to really know him
beyond the Goblin King. Could the king be just a façade to hide his real,
vulnerable self? 'You saw the raw pain in his eyes. Could his mask have
slipped?'
Sarah began to violently twirl the ring around her finger. She looked down
at it, admired it slightly, but her face changed quickly to anger. She
suddenly tore the ring off and threw it at the wall with a TING! Leaving a
tiny scratch in the paint.
"I cannot STAND it!" Sarah buried her face in her hands and began to cry.
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Jareth paced anxiously around the throne room, casually touching his cut
lip and swollen jaw. Why did she have to be so stubborn? She knew she
didn't love that man. She knew who she truly loved.
'Does she? Does she really know?' She's had the dreams. She
cannot stop thinking of him when he's around. She flushed when he last
appeared. But does she really know? 'Maybe she only did those things
because she actually didn't like me? Could I disgust her? Doesn't she
realize I love her? That I couldn't get her out of my mind after she left?
Can she not know that she tormented my dreams for those many years? I
cannot let her marry that man!'
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"Yes, I understand.. I promise.. I love you too.. A week? Okay," Sarah
smiled into the phone.
They would be getting married one week later than planned. Sarah made up
her mind. Why choose a man she never knew who might love her over a man
she did know loves her and she loves back? Or at least, she thinks she
loves him. She had so much planning to do, and so little caffeine to do
so. She had already chosen a cake; she had to get a hair appointment, mail
invitations, and so on. But first, a nap. Hopefully Jareth wouldn't
decide to disturb her dreams again.
She made up her mind. She had to forget Jareth.
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Meanwhile, a special cake was delivered to Sarah's house. It was marked
"Special Delivery." Karen found it and placed it in a special spot.
Only two weeks until Sarah's wedding.
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Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me get things right
Hook me up a new revolution
Cause this one is a lie
We sat around laughing and watched the last one die
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of lying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
I think I'm done nursing the patience
I can wait one night
I'd give it all away if you give me one last try
We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life
Run and tell the angels that everything is alright
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to
Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try and make this life my own
Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try and make this life my own
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to, learn to, learn to.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Absolutely nothing! Nada! Nine! _crawls into
corner and cries_. not the song, which is "Learn To Fly" by Foo Fighters,
not the Labyrinth, not David Bowie and a potato...WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
----------------------------------
A week after that incident, three weeks from the wedding, Sarah sat alone
in her room weeping. She had a confrontation with her sweetheart after the
whole Jareth incident.
'Jareth.' Before now, his name might have sounded sweet to her. But now
it sounded bitter, and it triggered rage within her. She began to twiddle
with her engagement ring. He wanted to know why she paused in helping him,
why she looked to Jareth first.
He said she apparently didn't love him the way she said she did, so maybe
they should put off the wedding until she chose between them. Between
Jareth, who both filled her heart with cold fury and made her drool, and
her beloved fiancé who she promised to "love no other man" and love
forever. But could she keep the promise? She couldn't keep anything at
the moment.
'Damnit Jareth! Why must you mess everything up for me? Why now?' Why
now indeed. Could it be? No, he couldn't love her. He stole her little
brother! He tortured her for thirteen hours! He made her weak in the
knees at the sound of his voice.. 'No! You hate him, Sarah! He stole
Toby!' Did he? He only took him when she wished him away. Would he have
done so otherwise? 'No, he's too sweet." Sweet?! Where did that come
from? 'He's a jerk!' Is he really? You never got to really know him
beyond the Goblin King. Could the king be just a façade to hide his real,
vulnerable self? 'You saw the raw pain in his eyes. Could his mask have
slipped?'
Sarah began to violently twirl the ring around her finger. She looked down
at it, admired it slightly, but her face changed quickly to anger. She
suddenly tore the ring off and threw it at the wall with a TING! Leaving a
tiny scratch in the paint.
"I cannot STAND it!" Sarah buried her face in her hands and began to cry.
-------------------------------------
Jareth paced anxiously around the throne room, casually touching his cut
lip and swollen jaw. Why did she have to be so stubborn? She knew she
didn't love that man. She knew who she truly loved.
'Does she? Does she really know?' She's had the dreams. She
cannot stop thinking of him when he's around. She flushed when he last
appeared. But does she really know? 'Maybe she only did those things
because she actually didn't like me? Could I disgust her? Doesn't she
realize I love her? That I couldn't get her out of my mind after she left?
Can she not know that she tormented my dreams for those many years? I
cannot let her marry that man!'
-------------------------------------
"Yes, I understand.. I promise.. I love you too.. A week? Okay," Sarah
smiled into the phone.
They would be getting married one week later than planned. Sarah made up
her mind. Why choose a man she never knew who might love her over a man
she did know loves her and she loves back? Or at least, she thinks she
loves him. She had so much planning to do, and so little caffeine to do
so. She had already chosen a cake; she had to get a hair appointment, mail
invitations, and so on. But first, a nap. Hopefully Jareth wouldn't
decide to disturb her dreams again.
She made up her mind. She had to forget Jareth.
-------------------------------------------
Meanwhile, a special cake was delivered to Sarah's house. It was marked
"Special Delivery." Karen found it and placed it in a special spot.
Only two weeks until Sarah's wedding.
----------------------------- -----------------------------
Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me get things right
Hook me up a new revolution
Cause this one is a lie
We sat around laughing and watched the last one die
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of lying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
I think I'm done nursing the patience
I can wait one night
I'd give it all away if you give me one last try
We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life
Run and tell the angels that everything is alright
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to
Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try and make this life my own
Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try and make this life my own
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to, learn to, learn to.
