Ok, everyone- this is my first Labyrinth fic. I wanted to write something and I searched through the site and did not find that many prequels- I saw about ten zillion sequels tho. ^_^ This is different from Linda's wish by Alorindanya- and any other prequels that I know about, but if it really is the same, tell me. I wrote this because I was burnt out from writing my ongoing Inuyasha fics. Now all of you very seasoned Labyrinth fans are going to scream at me. I had not seen Labyrinth until a little over a week ago. covers ears Ok, I know, but think about this- I was only 5 in 1986 when it came out. Moving on… I may get a couple of things wrong- after all, I have not been immersed in the movie for too long and I am aware that a couple details might be off. I will be happy to fix these discrepancies if you will just tell me about them. Anyway, on to my fic…
Disclaimer: Hey hey hey- of course I don't own Labyrinth or any of the characters- TriStar Pictures, Henson Associates, Inc. and Lucasfilm Ltd. have the rights to the film and its characters- not me, so please don't sue me!
Prequel to Labyrinth: A Mother's Sacrifices
Prologue: Linda
Hello Sarah… you don't know me, not really. I wish that you did; I wanted to be there with you every step of the way, but I was unable to fulfill my duty to you, my precious daughter. Regardless, I have been blessed to be able to watch over you along your path- through your fears, your joy and your loneliness.
The memories that you have of me are vague and fade into darkness with each passing year, much to my dismay. I did not want to be a gentle, but invisible ghost watching over your every move. No, I did not want to be a dead wife kissing the cheek of my husband as he joined hands with another woman. Oh I know that she is very different from you, Sarah- I know that you two mix about as well as oil and water- but your father loves her and she gives him another chance for love. I hope that you are able to love me and that you know how much I love you… You have pictures of me stuck in the sides of your mirror in your room, but you still do not see me, not the real me. In your heart, you have placed me upon a pedestal and I must admit that I am flattered.
I had my success on the stage that filled my heart with joy, but more than that, I fell in love with your father and gave birth to you. No, I regret but one thing- that I cannot help you. My daughter, you do not see all of the frailties inherent in my being- you do not yet know the truth. When the day comes, I hope that you will be able to forgive me for the crimes I have committed, against my will yes, but still crimes that I committed that will inevitably lead you to the fabled Labyrinth of the Goblin King. So there was nothing for me to do than to prepare you as best I could to finish what I accidentally began…