Hey all, I'm sorry I took so long for that last one, but I'm afraid that
will be happening quite a bit. The last chapter was really unproductive and
it was just to kinda say, hey I'm still writing, so yesh, this chapter will
be unbelievably short, muaahahahaha!! Ahem anyway. here goes. Disclaimer
first chappy
There was a room, and in that room, a man sat, eyes closed, with a sinister smile on his face. He watched as Sarah tossed and turned, swallowed by yet another dream. He watched the effects his works had on her. He examined the Egyptian beauty at the side of Sarah's bed, and the small pale form of Chaise. He chuckled as he saw Jareth pacing, helpless, useless the man thought, laughing. The viewing went on for an unnoticed amount of time, minutes, hours, days, weeks, until finally, The man grew bored and waved off Sarah's dream. He opened his eyes, and looked around, at the stone walls, and the dark forms of the dead around the walls. He sighed, content, and lay down to sleep.
Jareth had appointed Aja and Chaise at permanent posts beside Sarah until he figured out what was going on. Every time Sarah fell asleep, she was stricken with nightmares she couldn't wake from. The time periods began to increase too, they went from a few minutes to hours, to days and sometimes even weeks, as Jareth grew helpless. Jareth now Paced by Sarah's bed, wishing there were some way to comfort her, racking his brains to find the culprit, how they were getting to Sarah, how they got in to kill the goblins, but to no avail. Jareth finally fell, exhausted onto Sarah's bed, and brushed the sweat off her forehead. He pulled her into his arms, and began stroking her cheek, as he finally let a tear slip from his eyes.
The man checked in on Sarah again, and saw her curled in Jareth's arms. awww... how disgusting the man thought, as he watched the two. well Jareth, it seems you have given up hope. Perfect. We will meet soon
There was a room, and in that room, a man sat, eyes closed, with a sinister smile on his face. He watched as Sarah tossed and turned, swallowed by yet another dream. He watched the effects his works had on her. He examined the Egyptian beauty at the side of Sarah's bed, and the small pale form of Chaise. He chuckled as he saw Jareth pacing, helpless, useless the man thought, laughing. The viewing went on for an unnoticed amount of time, minutes, hours, days, weeks, until finally, The man grew bored and waved off Sarah's dream. He opened his eyes, and looked around, at the stone walls, and the dark forms of the dead around the walls. He sighed, content, and lay down to sleep.
Jareth had appointed Aja and Chaise at permanent posts beside Sarah until he figured out what was going on. Every time Sarah fell asleep, she was stricken with nightmares she couldn't wake from. The time periods began to increase too, they went from a few minutes to hours, to days and sometimes even weeks, as Jareth grew helpless. Jareth now Paced by Sarah's bed, wishing there were some way to comfort her, racking his brains to find the culprit, how they were getting to Sarah, how they got in to kill the goblins, but to no avail. Jareth finally fell, exhausted onto Sarah's bed, and brushed the sweat off her forehead. He pulled her into his arms, and began stroking her cheek, as he finally let a tear slip from his eyes.
The man checked in on Sarah again, and saw her curled in Jareth's arms. awww... how disgusting the man thought, as he watched the two. well Jareth, it seems you have given up hope. Perfect. We will meet soon