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Dreams:

Sarah spun around, she had no idea where she was. Everything around her was lush green, grass, trees, bushes. The air was sweet and a gentle breeze blew carrying the scent of roses to her. Her hair was braided, with flowers running through it, and she wore a black, gypsy cut dress with a light, black cardi over the top. On her feet was a simple pair of flip flops and the grass tickled her toes as she made her way slowly towards a copse of trees. A large dragon flew over head and landed behind her, Sarah yelled and began to run.

"I wouldn't bother, Sarah," a woman's voice said behind her. Sarah turned, the dragon was gone, a woman stood in its place. Her hair was blue/black and her eyes a mismatched blue and brown. The light breeze had gained ferocity and it whipped the woman's hair around her face, a face startlingly similar to that of the Goblin King, but it was not quite as angular, it was softer and the line of her mouth, though cruel as Jareth's could be, was more feminine.

"Who are you?" Sarah demanded, though she felt she could guess the answer.

"You know who I am. It's all in there, in your mind." Her tone was the same as Jareth's had been when Sarah had first met him.

"You're his sister, aren't you? You're the Goblin Kings sister!" She took a step backwards.

"His twin, his only, and I know about you Sarah Williams." Her black cloak whipped back revealing tight black trousers and a long tunic, also black, belted at the waist, she also wore knee high black boots. Like her brother she was imposing and terrifying.

"You know nothing about me," Sarah hissed.

"I know enough. I know that you give up on the things that matter, your dreams, your love..."

"Don't you bring Camulus into this!" Tears filled Sarah's brilliant eyes. Anger flashed across the woman's face and settled in hers.

"I was not talking about him," she came close to Sarah and glared down at her. "Don't think you know anything about that creature, Sarah, and don't think what you shared was love." She turned and marched away. "I don't know why you fascinate him so," she said and waved her hand. The world seemed to turn and spin out of control and Sarah found herself back in her room, on her bed. At first she thought it had all been a dream, then she realised that she was still wearing the black dress.