Sarah rushed past a decaying vine, which left small thin red line that crossed right through the spot where Jareth had kissed her. She was running down an alleyway, which went on and on, ceasing never to stop. She paused, resting an arm on the cold, glittering bricks, which towered beside her, trying to catch her breath. She turned around, peering behind her, breathing hard. "I think I lost him..." She muttered, and then collapsed onto the ground, tears brimming her eyes. "Oh, it's just not fair! I beat him once already, this must be against the rules."
"No, it isn't fair Sarah." A small glowing orb floated close to Sarah's side, hovering in the air like an eagle ready to dive. As it bobbed up and down, Sarah rose to her feet, using the wall for support.
"Get away from me Jareth," She declared defiantly, "you have no power over me."
"The words have lost their meaning to you at some point m'dear. For it is quite obvious that statement is no longer true." The orb began to spin, slowly at first, but then gathering velocity as it began to encircle around Sarah's body making it impossible for her to move. "There is something in your heart that allows me to be near you, but something in your mind repels me yet. But it is only a matter of time." The shapely form of the man called Jareth appeared, once again shrouded in mist.
"Why do you not show yourself to me clearly?" Sarah asked, stretching out her arm to test the solidness of the barrier preventing her escape. Her hand was at once struck with the orb, forcing her to pull her hand back quickly.
"Have you not listened to me Sarah?" The voice began to move closer as the form approached. A pair of piercing eyes were just visible, one, blue like the ocean, deep cerulean in color as the sky, the other, a dark hazel color, resembling the earth. "I've already told you Sarah, your leaving me has been my downfall. I feel neither breath nor life. I do not have a corporeal form, I am what you see, a feeble form of the King I once was, nothing more than a vapor of mist. When you left, you took the very essence of my Kingdom with you, the Goblins, your... friends..." The shape stopped moving. "But Sarah that is not all you took. You took a part of me with you. I offered you a chance to rule Sarah, to be queen at my side!"
"Yeah! And all you wanted was my baby brother for your own!" She scowled at Jareth, glancing around for any way she could break the barrier holding her in place.
Jareth's form took out another glowing globe, and sent it floating toward Sarah. Inside, the image of Toby became clear, curled in his bed, with Lancelot under his arm.
"What are you playing at?" Sarah glared as she spotted a rotting log near her foot, and began to lower her arms to reach it. "You better not touch him Jareth, so help me! You will regret it for the rest of your life! Keep your filthy hands off of him."
The image in the globe disappeared, replaced by Sarah's face. "It is not Toby that I want Sarah"
Sarah reached the log, and dragged to toward her. She picked it up off of the ground, and swung it, bringing it directly in the path of the spinning orb holding her in place, and knocking it away down the alley. "You will not have me Jareth. Your words are nothing but poison, and I will not let you bite me." She stepped away from the wall, and at the same time, she woke up, sweating, the sheets of her bed a tangled mess.
(TBCT)
"No, it isn't fair Sarah." A small glowing orb floated close to Sarah's side, hovering in the air like an eagle ready to dive. As it bobbed up and down, Sarah rose to her feet, using the wall for support.
"Get away from me Jareth," She declared defiantly, "you have no power over me."
"The words have lost their meaning to you at some point m'dear. For it is quite obvious that statement is no longer true." The orb began to spin, slowly at first, but then gathering velocity as it began to encircle around Sarah's body making it impossible for her to move. "There is something in your heart that allows me to be near you, but something in your mind repels me yet. But it is only a matter of time." The shapely form of the man called Jareth appeared, once again shrouded in mist.
"Why do you not show yourself to me clearly?" Sarah asked, stretching out her arm to test the solidness of the barrier preventing her escape. Her hand was at once struck with the orb, forcing her to pull her hand back quickly.
"Have you not listened to me Sarah?" The voice began to move closer as the form approached. A pair of piercing eyes were just visible, one, blue like the ocean, deep cerulean in color as the sky, the other, a dark hazel color, resembling the earth. "I've already told you Sarah, your leaving me has been my downfall. I feel neither breath nor life. I do not have a corporeal form, I am what you see, a feeble form of the King I once was, nothing more than a vapor of mist. When you left, you took the very essence of my Kingdom with you, the Goblins, your... friends..." The shape stopped moving. "But Sarah that is not all you took. You took a part of me with you. I offered you a chance to rule Sarah, to be queen at my side!"
"Yeah! And all you wanted was my baby brother for your own!" She scowled at Jareth, glancing around for any way she could break the barrier holding her in place.
Jareth's form took out another glowing globe, and sent it floating toward Sarah. Inside, the image of Toby became clear, curled in his bed, with Lancelot under his arm.
"What are you playing at?" Sarah glared as she spotted a rotting log near her foot, and began to lower her arms to reach it. "You better not touch him Jareth, so help me! You will regret it for the rest of your life! Keep your filthy hands off of him."
The image in the globe disappeared, replaced by Sarah's face. "It is not Toby that I want Sarah"
Sarah reached the log, and dragged to toward her. She picked it up off of the ground, and swung it, bringing it directly in the path of the spinning orb holding her in place, and knocking it away down the alley. "You will not have me Jareth. Your words are nothing but poison, and I will not let you bite me." She stepped away from the wall, and at the same time, she woke up, sweating, the sheets of her bed a tangled mess.
(TBCT)