I do not own Labyrinth.


#11 Sleep

It was when she fell asleep it happened. He flew into her room and transformed into his true form. He towered over her body on the bed. He bent down and breathed her scent. She smelt like jasmines and strawberries.

And then, he did the unthinkable. He moved over to her cheek and placed his lips upon her soft skin. He had no control over what he had just done. He stiffened against her cheek. He backed away quickly.

He cast his eyes down as he transformed into his owl form.

As the owl left the room, the girl on the bed opened her eyes.