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Author's note- I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Did yew mish mee? Lol. Anyways... here's the ficcer. Not bothering you with a long note for now. By the way, the song in sarah's head is "Case of you" by Joni Mitchel. Had to tell you just so I don't get sued, ya know. ^_^ Enjoy!
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Sarah lay on Jareth's bed, the silken sheets caressing her body since she fell into a light slumber.
She seemed so peaceful... like a wingless angel fallen from the skies above. Her chestnut locks were strewn about her, framing her delicate face beautifully, like a lovely painting hanging in a gallery on display.
When Jareth creeped in, he let his eyes fall on her for a moment, admiring her undeniable beauty.
Making a mental note to himself not to fall for her charm, he let himself lay down next to her, and started to stroke her cheek lightly with his index finger.
"Such a lovely little thing..." he whispered, his voice having an almost admiring tone, though thoroughly masked by his usual cold lacing.
Sarah gave a slight moan, as she turned her head to the side a bit, which made Jareth chuckle softly.
"She still seems so innocent. But then... so does everyone when they sleep." he muttered.
"Jareth..." she mumbled under her breath, though the ever aware Gobling King heard her.
He placed a hand on her forehead, and instantly, her dream sequence was before him.
They were in the ballroom. But this time, there were no masks, no faceless dancers. There were no women with mirrors to show Jareth his magnificent self. It was just Jareth and Sarah, though she did indeed have her older face, and a slightly altered dress.
"So, this is what she dreams of..." he thought as they danced like they weren't even touching the ground.
Sarah's gown swayed perfectly as they made their way all over the ballroom.
A sweet smile was playing across her lips, rather than the dumbfounded look she had given him at the ball so many years ago.
This made Jareth not be able to help himself, he found himself smiling peacefully back.
Sarah moved closer to him, and layed her head to rest on his chest.
"I love you Jareth..." she murmered, and he put a hand through her delicate chocolate colored hair.
"And I you, Sarah dear..." He said, now only smirking evilly, knowing she couldn't see.
"Perfect... I should be able to lure her in easily enough..." he thought, swaying with her around the ballroom.
"It's all just a matter of time..."
He removed his hand from her forehead, and found that she was now snuggling up to him, though he was certain that she was unaware of her actions.
"You'll be all mine, Sarah. But you don't have any idea how unhappy you'll be."
He gently pulled away, leaving Sarah to lay once more as a sleeping cherub, and he stood, dusting off his shoulder as if to rid himself of everything about her.
"If only you knew..."
But his words drifted off without ending, and he walked out the door, Sarah still in her peaceful slumber.
If only she did know, fate would take a different turn. But fate already danced on the horizon, waiting for Sarah to join her in her never ending journey to the sun.
And when Sarah's eyes opened, she could not see fate dancing, nor feel it, but she was there, merrily twirling with her arms in air. Waiting. Waiting to be joined.
Sarah yawned and stretched her arms, before sitting up and running her fingers through her hair and smiling contently, amazed about the dream.
But then, she frowned and put her hand to her forehead in utter discust of herself.
"What are you THINKING? This is the Goblin King we're dealing with! Not exactly lover material! Ugh... I can't belive I had that kind of a dream, that's so awful..."
She stood up and smoothed out the skirt of her dress.
"I must be insane to have dreams like that, what's wrong with me?"
She smoothed her hair, and looked into the vanity mirror across the room. "Who do you think you are, calling Jareth instead of your fiance anyway?"
She stopped and put her hands on her head.
"And stop talking to yourself, you nut."
She turned to the door, and stepped over before opening it and peering out into the dimly lit hallway.
"Is there anything to do around here?" she asked herself, and turned left into the hall, slowly making her way down the wide corridor of the old castle.
She started to hum to herself, only thinking the words in her head, of the song her mother would sing back before she had run off to become a broadway actress.
"Just before our love got lost you said," the lyrics sang in her head, in the sound of her mother's voice, "I am as constant as a northern star and I said, 'Constant in the darkness? Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar'..."
She started to step in tune to her humming, and the song in her mind, and twirled once in a while, letting her arms spread out.
"On the back of a cartoon coaster, in a blue TV screen light, I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada, with your face sketched on it twice..."
But she reached a room at the end of the corridor, and peered in, seeing a crystal statue of a unicorn.
The sweet words in her mind quickly raced away, and she entered.
"Oh, how beautiful..." she murmered, reaching up to touch the horn of the crystal creature.
She let her fingers run down the cold winding crystal, and a soft wonderous expression came over her face, a certain twinkle in her eyes.
"I see you're found my precious unicorn." came an icy cold voice from the back of the room.
Turning to see him, Sarah's eyes were met with no other than the Goblin King himself.
"... Yes. It's incredebly lifelike..." she said in a near whisper as she turned back to look at it.
"That's because it was once a unicorn. I turned it into a crystal and now I can admire it whenever I like."
Looking back at Jareth, Sarah's face changed, a subtle glare now overcoming her eyes.
"That's horrible!"
"Is it? There are too many around here anyway."
"You just turned it into crystal? Just like that!?"
"Yes."
"You're awful."
"Perhaps. But it was going to die anyway."
"You're cruel."
"I understand that. Now, if you don't mind, I think I'll be heading to the garden. I'll see you later."
Sarah watched him leave, and ran her hand over the cheek of the unicorn's face.
"Poor thing... Jareth is so cruel. I'll never stay here with him. Ever."
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Author's note- Bwahahahaha. Bwa. Bwaha. Ok, I'm done. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, because I really enjoyed writing it. ^_^ Well, anyways... There is SO much more to come, so stay tuned!!!!! And remember to REVIEW!!!
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Author's note- I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Did yew mish mee? Lol. Anyways... here's the ficcer. Not bothering you with a long note for now. By the way, the song in sarah's head is "Case of you" by Joni Mitchel. Had to tell you just so I don't get sued, ya know. ^_^ Enjoy!
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Sarah lay on Jareth's bed, the silken sheets caressing her body since she fell into a light slumber.
She seemed so peaceful... like a wingless angel fallen from the skies above. Her chestnut locks were strewn about her, framing her delicate face beautifully, like a lovely painting hanging in a gallery on display.
When Jareth creeped in, he let his eyes fall on her for a moment, admiring her undeniable beauty.
Making a mental note to himself not to fall for her charm, he let himself lay down next to her, and started to stroke her cheek lightly with his index finger.
"Such a lovely little thing..." he whispered, his voice having an almost admiring tone, though thoroughly masked by his usual cold lacing.
Sarah gave a slight moan, as she turned her head to the side a bit, which made Jareth chuckle softly.
"She still seems so innocent. But then... so does everyone when they sleep." he muttered.
"Jareth..." she mumbled under her breath, though the ever aware Gobling King heard her.
He placed a hand on her forehead, and instantly, her dream sequence was before him.
They were in the ballroom. But this time, there were no masks, no faceless dancers. There were no women with mirrors to show Jareth his magnificent self. It was just Jareth and Sarah, though she did indeed have her older face, and a slightly altered dress.
"So, this is what she dreams of..." he thought as they danced like they weren't even touching the ground.
Sarah's gown swayed perfectly as they made their way all over the ballroom.
A sweet smile was playing across her lips, rather than the dumbfounded look she had given him at the ball so many years ago.
This made Jareth not be able to help himself, he found himself smiling peacefully back.
Sarah moved closer to him, and layed her head to rest on his chest.
"I love you Jareth..." she murmered, and he put a hand through her delicate chocolate colored hair.
"And I you, Sarah dear..." He said, now only smirking evilly, knowing she couldn't see.
"Perfect... I should be able to lure her in easily enough..." he thought, swaying with her around the ballroom.
"It's all just a matter of time..."
He removed his hand from her forehead, and found that she was now snuggling up to him, though he was certain that she was unaware of her actions.
"You'll be all mine, Sarah. But you don't have any idea how unhappy you'll be."
He gently pulled away, leaving Sarah to lay once more as a sleeping cherub, and he stood, dusting off his shoulder as if to rid himself of everything about her.
"If only you knew..."
But his words drifted off without ending, and he walked out the door, Sarah still in her peaceful slumber.
If only she did know, fate would take a different turn. But fate already danced on the horizon, waiting for Sarah to join her in her never ending journey to the sun.
And when Sarah's eyes opened, she could not see fate dancing, nor feel it, but she was there, merrily twirling with her arms in air. Waiting. Waiting to be joined.
Sarah yawned and stretched her arms, before sitting up and running her fingers through her hair and smiling contently, amazed about the dream.
But then, she frowned and put her hand to her forehead in utter discust of herself.
"What are you THINKING? This is the Goblin King we're dealing with! Not exactly lover material! Ugh... I can't belive I had that kind of a dream, that's so awful..."
She stood up and smoothed out the skirt of her dress.
"I must be insane to have dreams like that, what's wrong with me?"
She smoothed her hair, and looked into the vanity mirror across the room. "Who do you think you are, calling Jareth instead of your fiance anyway?"
She stopped and put her hands on her head.
"And stop talking to yourself, you nut."
She turned to the door, and stepped over before opening it and peering out into the dimly lit hallway.
"Is there anything to do around here?" she asked herself, and turned left into the hall, slowly making her way down the wide corridor of the old castle.
She started to hum to herself, only thinking the words in her head, of the song her mother would sing back before she had run off to become a broadway actress.
"Just before our love got lost you said," the lyrics sang in her head, in the sound of her mother's voice, "I am as constant as a northern star and I said, 'Constant in the darkness? Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar'..."
She started to step in tune to her humming, and the song in her mind, and twirled once in a while, letting her arms spread out.
"On the back of a cartoon coaster, in a blue TV screen light, I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada, with your face sketched on it twice..."
But she reached a room at the end of the corridor, and peered in, seeing a crystal statue of a unicorn.
The sweet words in her mind quickly raced away, and she entered.
"Oh, how beautiful..." she murmered, reaching up to touch the horn of the crystal creature.
She let her fingers run down the cold winding crystal, and a soft wonderous expression came over her face, a certain twinkle in her eyes.
"I see you're found my precious unicorn." came an icy cold voice from the back of the room.
Turning to see him, Sarah's eyes were met with no other than the Goblin King himself.
"... Yes. It's incredebly lifelike..." she said in a near whisper as she turned back to look at it.
"That's because it was once a unicorn. I turned it into a crystal and now I can admire it whenever I like."
Looking back at Jareth, Sarah's face changed, a subtle glare now overcoming her eyes.
"That's horrible!"
"Is it? There are too many around here anyway."
"You just turned it into crystal? Just like that!?"
"Yes."
"You're awful."
"Perhaps. But it was going to die anyway."
"You're cruel."
"I understand that. Now, if you don't mind, I think I'll be heading to the garden. I'll see you later."
Sarah watched him leave, and ran her hand over the cheek of the unicorn's face.
"Poor thing... Jareth is so cruel. I'll never stay here with him. Ever."
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Author's note- Bwahahahaha. Bwa. Bwaha. Ok, I'm done. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, because I really enjoyed writing it. ^_^ Well, anyways... There is SO much more to come, so stay tuned!!!!! And remember to REVIEW!!!
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