Chapter - 4
Three hours had passed and Trin was still no closer to finding a corner or an opening
in the infinitely long path. He sat down, exhausted by running, then stood up quickly
after hearing a loud squishing noise.
"Ew! Gross! I sat on a worm." he realised.
He decided to walk on, ignoring the funny looks that the moss was giving him. Far
away he could hear a faint echo of music and could just make out the unique blues
piano style that only belonged to his cousin.
"Oh no!" he said out loud "They're jamming. And I wasn't even invited." He felt so
alone.
******
Hilarity and the Goblin King finished their song to a deafening applause from the
Goblins.
"Well that was fun." she said when the cheering stopped "I didn't know you liked
Rhythm and Blues! I got the impression that you were a Stravinsky person."
"No. I never got into Neo-classicism. Too pretentious."
"Exactly my point." said Hilarity and chuckled happily. Playing a Four Tops medley
always put her in a good mood.
In any other circumstances Jareth would've been furious with comment. Goblins were
thrown in the Bog of Eternal Stench for less. But this creature teased him in such a
friendly and familiar way that he couldn't help laughing along with her which in turn
made her laugh even more. For someone who had always been feared this was quite
unusual.
"The thing about Stravinsky," Hilarity continued, unaware of Jareth's inner monologue
"was that he wasn't pretentious at all. In fact he was a devout Catholic and very
conservative in his views. He just had all these weird ideas. If you want pretentious
crap then look at 4 minutes 33 seconds."
"Oh yes, the silent one. It's a clever idea but I thought it was a little silly to have
someone actually conducting it."
"I know. What was the point in that?" they both laughed. By now the Goblins were
completely baffled by the conversation so they lost interest and started fighting among
themselves instead.
"Wow! I can't even remember the last time I had a conversation about 20th Century
Art Music." said Jareth.
"Me neither. I tried once with Trin but he wouldn't stop playing air guitar so I gave
up."
"Ah yes, Trin. Would you to see how he's getting on?"
Hilarity nodded and she and most of the Goblins crowded round the glowing crystal.
A huge roar of laughter rose when they saw how little he had progressed. Hilarity
groaned with embarrassment.
"Oh no." she said looking thoroughly peeved with her cousin "Come on dude, you're
letting the side down." she whispered hopelessly at his distorted image.
"He must have gone round the entire perimeter by now." snickered a Goblin gleefully.
"You mean he's run round in a big circle and gone back to the beginning. Typical
Trin." said Hilarity "Can't point him in the right direction?"
"I could but I won't." said Jareth nastily.
"Oh have a heart. I know there's one in there somewhere."
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"Well would you at least show him a direction to go. I don't think I can bear to watch
him go round in circles anymore!"
"Hmmm...I suppose you're right. It was funny for a few hours but now it's just getting
sad."
"Oh, and will you get my radio and a change of clothes from the ship?"
"I'll send someone." he said feeling slightly irritated at giving in to a teenager, then
vanished.
Three hours had passed and Trin was still no closer to finding a corner or an opening
in the infinitely long path. He sat down, exhausted by running, then stood up quickly
after hearing a loud squishing noise.
"Ew! Gross! I sat on a worm." he realised.
He decided to walk on, ignoring the funny looks that the moss was giving him. Far
away he could hear a faint echo of music and could just make out the unique blues
piano style that only belonged to his cousin.
"Oh no!" he said out loud "They're jamming. And I wasn't even invited." He felt so
alone.
******
Hilarity and the Goblin King finished their song to a deafening applause from the
Goblins.
"Well that was fun." she said when the cheering stopped "I didn't know you liked
Rhythm and Blues! I got the impression that you were a Stravinsky person."
"No. I never got into Neo-classicism. Too pretentious."
"Exactly my point." said Hilarity and chuckled happily. Playing a Four Tops medley
always put her in a good mood.
In any other circumstances Jareth would've been furious with comment. Goblins were
thrown in the Bog of Eternal Stench for less. But this creature teased him in such a
friendly and familiar way that he couldn't help laughing along with her which in turn
made her laugh even more. For someone who had always been feared this was quite
unusual.
"The thing about Stravinsky," Hilarity continued, unaware of Jareth's inner monologue
"was that he wasn't pretentious at all. In fact he was a devout Catholic and very
conservative in his views. He just had all these weird ideas. If you want pretentious
crap then look at 4 minutes 33 seconds."
"Oh yes, the silent one. It's a clever idea but I thought it was a little silly to have
someone actually conducting it."
"I know. What was the point in that?" they both laughed. By now the Goblins were
completely baffled by the conversation so they lost interest and started fighting among
themselves instead.
"Wow! I can't even remember the last time I had a conversation about 20th Century
Art Music." said Jareth.
"Me neither. I tried once with Trin but he wouldn't stop playing air guitar so I gave
up."
"Ah yes, Trin. Would you to see how he's getting on?"
Hilarity nodded and she and most of the Goblins crowded round the glowing crystal.
A huge roar of laughter rose when they saw how little he had progressed. Hilarity
groaned with embarrassment.
"Oh no." she said looking thoroughly peeved with her cousin "Come on dude, you're
letting the side down." she whispered hopelessly at his distorted image.
"He must have gone round the entire perimeter by now." snickered a Goblin gleefully.
"You mean he's run round in a big circle and gone back to the beginning. Typical
Trin." said Hilarity "Can't point him in the right direction?"
"I could but I won't." said Jareth nastily.
"Oh have a heart. I know there's one in there somewhere."
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"Well would you at least show him a direction to go. I don't think I can bear to watch
him go round in circles anymore!"
"Hmmm...I suppose you're right. It was funny for a few hours but now it's just getting
sad."
"Oh, and will you get my radio and a change of clothes from the ship?"
"I'll send someone." he said feeling slightly irritated at giving in to a teenager, then
vanished.