Disclamer: same as before. v.v;
Labyrinth of Dismay
Chapter 3: Shattered
Sarah covered Bill over with his blanket fuffling his redish hair slightly before moving to the door flipping out the light as she exited the room that had once belonged to Toby. She heaved a soft sigh of relief as she entered her room, as it had been when she was a child it acted as santuary for her. Her safe haven where she could think through her delimas and dismays. She would often sit alone in the silence of the musty place and reflect on her childhood and her trip through the labyrinth. She flopped down on the end of her bed sending a few stuffed animals tumbling to the stained wood floor. She tucked her feet up untill she was sitting indain style staring at her reflection in the mirror.
She was paler than she had been nine years before, her hazle green eyes held a shadow of deep sadness that would always be there. Her skin was flawless as were the curves that made up her slinder body, chocolate brown hair fell to her waist in shimmering waves. She didn't wear make up often, only for special occasions, most said she looked like a vampire roaming the earth in search of something that she would never find. Her mind turned back the years untill she reached the time just after she defeated the labyrinth and its king. She and her step-mother had gotten along better, not perfect but better in consideration of how much they had fought. As for Sarah and Toby, they had come almost inseperable. Highschool had went by quickly, she haddn't had many friends but she had had Toby, Hoggle, Ludo, and Sir Didymus. She had gotten a four year scholership for acting and art and had started college soon after graduating. During her first year she had landed the main role for a play her art department was putting on stage.
Toby had dragged their parents to see it, he had presented himself backstage in her dressing room with an arm full of flowers. They had had a good time after the play and talked about Sarah returning home during breaks from college and summers. And possable for a while after she graduted, she had redily agreed and they had made plans to get together the next weekend. But Sarah's fairytale night ended as a nightmare. She had entered her dorm room to find a ringing phone, she sat her flowers down and answered beliving it was Toby calling to say goodnigt as he did every night. It haddn't been Toby.
It had been the police informing her that her family had been in a car crash, they had been hit head on by a eighteen wheeler who's driver had fallen asleep at the wheel. Her family had died on impact. The rest of college and a year beyond had flew by in a blurr of plays and classes that she bearly remembered. She had moved back home and imeadatley placed all of her belongings in the atic where she and Toby had once spent much of their time. She stood and walked over to the easle that stood infront of the window, she had taken up painting soon after her familys death to ease the pain. Most of her paintings sold well and were all of sceans from her adventures in the Underground. She sat down on her stool and pulled her feet back up into an indian style and picked up her paint pallet. She studied her painting closely picking up her brush from where she had placed it in a jar of clear water.
Beautiful women were dressed in fancey lavish gowns of all different colors that seemed to shimmer and shine, men were dressed formally in their expertly taylored styles. Each person supported a hidious goblin mask as they dance, joked, and laughed in a grand ball room decorated so that it seemed never ending and full of magic. A few couples were dancing around another couple the women staring with a mix of envy and jelously at the couple in the foreground. The couple were only mear shadows that still needed to be filled in. Sarah dipped her brush in a pale pink color and brough the brush to the canvis her mind going blank as her hand moved in sinc with the image in her head. A soft song played over and over in her mind causing her vision to blurr with tears and still her brush didn't faulter as she placed the last touch on a richly made coral pink and white dress.
The girl was quite beautiful, the coral pink and white dress seemed to be made for her. It was studded with crystals and had a fine gold embroadery, although it was off the shoulder cut the sleeves poofed out to her elbows then tapered to poins at her wrists. A find crystal like necklas encircled her slinder pale neck and matching earings hung from her ears. Her hair was brushed back and curled held in place by a comb on either side of her head with ribbons mixed into the dark chocolate brown that made up her hair. Her face was serene with very little makeup, eyeshadow, maskera and eyeliner used to bring out her beautiful hazel eyes. She stared up at her partner with an expression of awe and innocents. Almost as if she were in a trance. The girls partner was still a mear shadow, unfinished.
Billys wailing brought her from her trance and she placed her paint brush back in its jar and the pallet back on the window ledge before unfolding her cramping legs. She glanced at the painting again, her heart shattered all over as did her dreams, in truth she was a shattered being.
A/N: I forgot to put this above but to answer a question, yes parts of the first chapter was taken from the original script and for those parts I give the author total credit, from now on the chapters will be from me unless I need to quote something . I just though that it would be kind of ironic and intreaguing if this started out so much like the original story. Once again the original writer has all the credit for the parts that are theirs in my first chappie. Thankies! A.A. (DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW! makes big puppy eyes)
