As the World Falls Down
I'm going to be hated for this, but trust me, if you are a labyrinth fan, you WILL love this. Read and review plz!
Jareth looked out his wide window. Sitting on the ledge, he looked across the vast land. Nothing moved.
The more majestic things of the Labyrinth had come to vanish. The sparkles that generously adorned the walls and every gloomy tree of the Labyrinth's maze were sorely fading. The smaller things and creatures of the land were dissappearing. Parts of the ground the Labyrinth maze sat on gave way and he had to figure a way to replace them. No one was allowed into the Labyrinth. He couldn't afford it, the way things were going now.
When he thought about it deeply, he realized, not many had ever called on him recently. Dismissed as mere fairy-tale rubbish. But Jareth knew in the back of his mind, the goblins were slowly dissappearing one by one. And he knew, when the Goblins were gone, slowly but surely, he'd go too. The goblins were all released. His legions of servants, his armies, and every other person in his servitude were released. What was the point if they just suddenly dissappeared on him.
Jareth dropped to his knees on the ground wrapping his arms around himself. In vain he thought holding himself was the only way to keep himself from falling apart.
Human beings were the only thing that kept him and his minions alive. It was human's beliefs that kept things going...people were growing up and losing faith. Jareth concluded as his coughing stopped. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the ground and noticed the red spots on the stone floor. Blood. But this could not be. He was immortal. Immortals never bled. Then something broke the slience as he smudged his eyeshadow with one of his hands and stated the obvious "You're dying."
Jareth looked over to see a small goblin with large green eyes. "What do you mean?" He asked, trying to put up a false-front.
"Jareth, you can't hide these things from us. We feel them as well. The humans are not believing." Jareth knew what she meant, but decided he needed to reassure himself.
"What do you mean, Loki?" He asked as he stood, continuing to look out the window.
"You're losing your immortality, sir." Loki sad walking solemnly to his side by his knees.
Jareth turned swiftly to hide the tears gathering in his eyes. He was a king. Kings do not have weaknesses. He spoke with a trembling throat about to suffer another coughing fit "I know it. I can feel it. Everything and everyone are slowly dissappearing. It's moving so fast, I cannot stop it. It's consuming everything. I don't know what to do." Jareth closed his eyes and a tear let out suddenly and stained the ground. "I'm losing everything. Tell me, what can I do to fight?"
Loki sighed and spoke again "You must get someone who believes in you with all their heart. You must get Sarah Williams to believe again and pass it on to others. Without her, nothing will survive through the week...human's dreams will cease and we will lose everything"
Jareth understood. Sarah was now 36 with a beautiful baby boy. Her husband died in the line of police work and she was left to tend to her son, alone.
He nodded. He looked one last time out the window and saw a small creature, resembling a dog mixed with a fox dissappear. The dog he rode on vanished with him. Jareth kept his composure, though he realized- the Labyrinth really was dying.
"How will I convince her?"
