I often wonder what wold have happened if I had joined with him. The
Goblin King. Jareth. The man who offered me my dreams. Its been three
years since I last saw him, defeated and alone, bitter disapointment written
all across his face. How often I dream of that face, of his all knowing smile,
and conflicting eyes. Despite Hoggle and the others promising to be there
when I called, the closest I have been to returning to their world is in those
dreams. Does Jareth send them? Does he even remember me? Was he
ever even really ther, or was he merely a dream of my childhood? I had
read that small leather book so many times that it is completely plausible
that I had simply dreamed up the entire thing. Yes. No. Even now, I cant
distinguish if it was a realistic dream or a dreamlike reality. Just when I
convince myself that it was simply a dream, nothing more, Jareth again
visitsme in my sleep. Healwayshas the same expression- his gentle
knowing smile… and his troubled eyes… it's thenthat I wonder- what
would have happened?