OK HERE WE GO A NEW CHAPTER, read on.
Disclaimer: Labyrinth is not mine, nor is The Lady of Shalott.
As Sarah and her friends walked on, she began to feel as Hoggle had said she would, that she was inside a poem. They carried on walking and walking until they reached a dark cave. Hoggle took a torch from the entrance and lit it, giving it to Sir Didymus to carry in front, whilst lighting another and giving it to Sarah to carry. Didymus proceeded at the front. They passed through countless tunnels, tunnels that were getting smaller and smaller. She had to stoop, then bend over, then crawl, then wriggle along the floor. She was wriggling, concentrating only on where she was going. Until she cam up against a rock face, there was no sign of Sir Didymus, and Hoggle was no longer behind her. She decided to go up, as it was the only option left open to her. And so she climbed,
And climbed,
And climbed,
And climbed.
Eventually she came to the top of the wall, glad that Karen had decided she needed a hobby and made her go wall climbing.
But when she stood up on the ridge all thoughts of thanking Karen flew from her mind, for there in front of her lay a huge cavern. This cavern had been engraved, for dug out was too rough a word, into clear crystal and through the latin-english carved all over the roof and sides, a lake could be seen, a still serene lake. When she at last turned her gaze back to the floor, she saw something that made her give a cry of delight, "Hoggle, Sir Didymus!" She ran over and hugged them but Hoggle soon quieted her, "Sarah you have to keep quiet, this is a holy place, it's riddled with old enchantments and traps." He led them on through the cavern and as they neared the other side she saw something else, something which made her recite Alfred Tennyson.
"His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
He flash'd into the crystal mirror…"
She was cut off by Sir Didymus barking, "Here, there's an exit!" She turned away from the carving in colour that had made her recite, and walked on towards where Didymus was.
The exit he had found led into another tunnel, but it was going up, leading them to the surface. They started on it.
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Jareth threw the crystal against the wall, it exploded into red and black sparks, the court fey had persuaded him to change his hair back to its normal colour, however he was still making red and black sparks shoot out of everywhere he could. The crystal would not show him where Sarah was, this meant that she must be in the tunnels, which meant that Hoggle must have found her and taken her that way. The tunnels were the place crystal magic didn't work, and this was because they were constructed under a crystal field.
He could transport to where she was, but he could end up in wall and if she was in the Arthurian part, he could end up waking the knights.
He would wait, wait and see what happened, after all, she only had 5 hours left and then she was his.
Ok short I know, but it's to tide you over until three weeks when I return from my travels. Until then adieu. By the way, if you want to read the rest of The Lady of Shalott which is a fantastic poem it's by Lord Alfred Tennyson.
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