Chapter 5

DREAM SEQUENCE PART 2


Sarah blushed and turned away in embarrassment. He had ever right to be with who ever he liked. Why should she be jealous? She found herself looking into another of the tall mirrors around the room.

Behind her she saw Jareth, standing alone. He was a resplendent figure, upright and blond, in a midnight blue frock coat, diamante at the neck, shoulders, and cuffs. Ruffs of pale green silk at his throat and wrists set off the pallor of his skin. On his legs he was wearing black tights and black, shiny boots. He was holding a horned mask on a stick, but he had lowered it now, to look straight at Sarah in the mirror. Behind him, dancers were whirling. He held his hand out.

She turned around, not expected that he would really be there. He was, and he was still holding out his hand to her. She took it, feeling dizzy.

Her dizziness ceased when she went spinning around the ballroom in Jareth's arms. She was the loveliest woman at the ball. She knew it, from the way in which Jareth was smiling down at her. All his attention was on her. The touch of his hands on her body was thrilling. To dance with him seemed the easiest and most natural motion. When he told her that she was beautiful, she felt confused.

"I feel ... I feel like ... I -- don't know what I feel." She said stumbling on the right words.

He was amused. "Don't you?"

"I feel like ... I'm in a dream, but I don't remember ever dreaming anything like this on my own!"

He pulled back to look at her and laughed, but fondly.

"You are never alone. I am always watching you. For I love you." he said, and whirled her on around the room.

She smiled up at him. She thought how handsome he was, but one didn't tell a man such things, did one? More than that, there was something in his face that was openly enjoying the moment, without the mocking or secretiveness that she had seen on other faces here.

"Then you will find what you want only as long as you stay in your dream. Once abandon it, and you are at the mercy of other people's dreams. They will make of you what they want you to be. Forget them, Sarah. Trust to your dreams of me... of Us." Jareth's eyes were looking straight into hers.

His smile was serious. Sarah was spellbound. She nodded, and looked up at him with anticipation. He was going to kiss her. She shut her eyes. That was the way to do it. He leaned down kissing her passionately and hungerly. There was only a tiny hint of gentleness in the kiss they share. When they parted she was dazzled by the very knowledge he was looking at her with nothing but love and admiration.

" Why cant this be real?" She asked as she swept her once more around the room in beat their bodies harmonizing with each other and the music.

" It can be. Just say the word make the wish Sarah."

" I wish this was all real. I wish you loved me."

" As you wish."


YAY I got through the dream sequence that was not easy to come up with by the way! So please review good or bad I want to hear it please...remember any ideas send them to me no matter how silly.