In this chapter there is a song that is written by David Bowie, in his CD called Heathen.
I unfortunate am not the writer of this beautiful song.
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Chapter 13: I would be your slave!
Jareth lay down in his bed, thinking about Sarah. He quickly fell asleep, considering he did not sleep well the night before on the chair. In his dream he found Sarah sad and depressed, wishing that she could return back to the Labyrinth, to be with Jareth. He frowned at her sight. To see her so upset broke her heart. He really hated himself for what he did. He smiled and then they there both in a ball. Sarah was once again searching for Jareth through the crowd of dancers. Only the song that Jareth began to sing was different.
I Would Be Your Slave
Walking in the snowy stream
Let me understand
Drifting down a silent path
Stumbling over land
Open up your heart to me
Show me who you are
And I would be your slave
Do you sleep in quietude?
Do you walk in peace?
Do you laugh out loud at me?
No one else is free
Open up your heart to me
Show me all you are
And I would be your slave
I don't sit and wait
I don't give a damn
I don't see the point at all
No footsteps in the sand
I bet you laugh out loud at me
A chance to strike me down
Give me peace of mind at last
Show me all you are
Open up your heart to me
I will be your slave
I don't sit around and wait
I don't give a damn
I don't see the point at all
No footsteps in the sand
I will give you all my love
Nothing else is free
Open up your heart to me
And I would be your slave
As Jareth sang half way through the song Sarah finally caught up with him. He smiled at her and she grabbed his hand. They danced all night long. Jareth was surprised at how beautiful she looked. She had her hair down, so it was free to cascade over her shoulders. The gown that she wore was light blue. Her lips were the softest pick. And she did not have the fat lip from when King Locket bit her lower lip. And the bruises on her arms were gone.
They danced with one another until, morning work Sarah, than the dream was gone. She became depressed again and tried to fall back asleep in hopes that she would be able to continue the dream and dance with Jareth forever. But that was not the case. She could not fall asleep. She crawled out of bed and carried herself down stairs, where she ate some breakfast and watched some T.V. When she sat down on the sofa, she looked down at what she was wearing. It was still Jareth's robe. She pulled it tighter to her body and lifted the sleeve so that she would be able to sniff his sent. It smelt so good.
Back at the castle Jareth woke up. He smiled and got dressed. So she was not mad at him for what he had done to her. He decided that he was going to pay her a visit. He transformed into an owl and flew out his bed chamber window, towards the hole in the sky. He passed through the Half-ground and came to the Aboveground. When he got there he traveled to Sarah's house and sat outside her window. He waited until she came back into her room.
When she did she did not notice that he was there at first and pulled off the robe to get changed. She was walking around her room completely naked. She never had to shut her shades because right outside her window was the tree and then a big open field. So no one would ever see her. But today it was Jareth. She walked to the bureau and pulled out a pair of jeans. Then she walked over to the closet, still naked and pulled a shirt from a hanger. She put the shirt on then slipped on some underwear, then the jeans.
After Jareth saw that she was done changing then he tapped his beak on the window to get her attention. Sarah turned and looked at the window. Her eyes opened wide. She ran to the window and opened it. The owl flew in and changed into Jareth. She hugged him, and smothered her face in his chest. Then she looked up at him. He smiled at her and they gazed into each other's eyes for a good long moment. Then Jareth was about to speak when Sarah put her finger to his mouth and then kissed him as hard as she could. Jareth placed his arms around her returning the kiss.
"Sarah
I have something that I need to tell you."
"Yes Jareth, what is
it?"
"Look I want to apologized
for yesterday, and the night before. The reason why I was not talking to you
was because..."
"It is okay Jareth, just as long as we are together now." She
hugged him again and then wrapped her arms around his neck. Jareth slid his
hand around her, and pulled her close. "Ouch!" Sarah cried. "Oh, I am sorry. Did I hurt you?" He
said releasing her from his grasp, and taking a step back.
"Oh no, it's okay, I am still hurting from the other day. And my
bruises are still here. But I will be okay, really."
"Sarah why don't you
want me to heal you, I can take them all way, and you will have no pain."
"Well, I am just afraid
of what you are going to think of me, Jareth." Sarah blushed. She turned her
head too so that she did not have to look at the expression on his face.
"What do you think I am
going to think?" He asked completely shocked.
"Just, well…come on do I have to say
it?"
"The way you look, when
you are nude! Sarah please, you are so beautiful, what could there be that I
could possible judge you on? I love you just the way that you are and nothing
is going to change that, nothing!" He replied, as he ungloved is right hand and
lifted her chin so that she would look at him. "I mean it Sarah!" He said so
sincerely. Sarah took a deep breath and nodded her head.
"Your
right. I'm sorry, for acting so childish."
"Sarah please don't apologize."
"Okay, will you turn around then,
while I undress?"
"Of course."
He turned around and could here the articles of clothing being dropped to the
floor. "Okay." She whispered. Jareth turned
around.
"Oh my God, what the
hell is that!" He screamed. Sarah blushed and turned
around. She quickly bent over and picked up her clothing and tried to cover
herself up. Jareth was laughing.
"Wha…What
is so funny?" Sarah cried.
"Oh Sarah I was just
joking, you look just beautiful. I'm sorry, I could not help myself."
"That was the meanest thing
anyone has ever done to me! Jareth, that was just plain cruel!"
"Your right, I am truly
sorry, now come, let me have a look at you." Jareth said as he approached her
and put his arms around her. Sarah turned around and dropped the clothes back
on the floor. She was beat red.
"It is okay Sarah, this is not going to hurt one bit." He
knelt down and placed his ungloved hand on her upper thigh. As soon as his hand
touched her, chills began traveling through her entire body. She felt a little
uncomfortable because he face was so close to her groin area. But after she
thought about that, he stood up and then was touching her arm, healing the
abrasion that was there. Instantly it was gone. Jareth took away all of the
visible wounds and bruises. Then he asked if there was anything that hurt on
the inside.
"Yes, my right side
hurts the most. Maybe I have a cracked rib of something!" So Jareth placed his
hand on her side.
"Jareth?"
"Yeah."
"I was wondering, would I be able to come back with you? I never wanted to
leave in the first place. Please let me come back. I am so much happier when I
am with you! Please!" Jareth
looked her in the eyes and then said, "I can't."
"Why on earth
not?"
"Because you have to
say the words, and I can't give you any hints as to what they are. I would if I could. But if I did
then you would never be able to see
me, even in our dreams. And I don't want that to happen." He frowned and then
walked over to the window and looked outside at the big open field. "Jareth, I think I know what to say." "Sarah, please don't take the risk."
Sarah walked over to Jareth, standing behind him and she began to
whisper in his ear…
