NOTE: This is the second time I have submitted this due to a royal cock-up on my part. Sorry for all the people who left lovely reviews which have been deleted by accident.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters I have written about here, neither do I own the chapter names, which are titles of David Bowie songs or quotes from the final script.


A short story continuing where the movie had stopped. Jareth finds himself bewitched by Sarah, driven by his lust for her he secretly watches her sleep on his frequent visits, hoping that at least he might live on in her dreams.

Sarah has grown a lot; she not attends college studying drama. Sometimes she thinks about Jareth, but every day the adventure seems more and more like a dream. She is oblivious to the fact that it was very, very real… and perched right outside her window.


A Humble Narrator

There are things in this world that exist, but you can't see them, unless you delve into the deepest parts of your imagination, the blackest parts you didn't even know existed. Jareth has the power to delve into these parts of your thoughts, your fantasies and he can make them real.

We all know Jareth, his sophisticated and almost gentleman like manner, but under the lustful exterior beats the heart of a cruel man who craves power, power over his kingdom and power over the beings that live there.

I am going to tell you the story of what happened after that day, the day you all know well. Jareth could never quite grasp the fact that he was disobeyed and overpowered… by a girl no less. A mortal girl. He took her thoughts and fantasies and made them into a world designed to keep her close to him, he set tasks that were impossible, he cheated and manipulated, but Sarah survived and beat him. But to Jareth's surprise he feels no resentment for the girl, he wants her more than he ever thought possible. Form the day he was created Jareth got what he wanted, but now like the old saying goes; we all want what we can't have. And Jareth always gets what he wants.

Read on

Your humble Narrator.