A/N- Okay, so, the winner of the contest is... *drumroll*

No one!

Yeah, none of you participated. So, I'm leaving the contest open until I finish the story. Don't worry, I'll remind you every once in a while.

Next chapter, I might just give you a hint for the second one, depending on how generous I feel. (In case you are wondering, I am completely open to bribes! XD) We'll seeeeeeee...

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For those of you who missed the memo I updated in Chapter One, here is what I said:

The timeline has changed from 40 years in the future, to 25. It just fits better. Nothing else was changed, don't worry.

Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth.

Apparently, Ludo did not know the way to the castle, as we were still walking in the forest almost an hour later. We were trekking in silence, and I had taken to walking a bit behind him.

Yeah, that was a mistake.

The ground opened up beneath me, and I was swallowed into a dark, dirty tunnel leading who-knows-where.

When I popped out, I promptly died.

Or, at least, I wish I had.

At the very least, I was about ready to amputate my nose.

I was, without a doubt, at the Bog of Eternal Stench. Aunt Sarah's words of immense disgust, repugnance, and abhorrence did not nearly describe the awful smell filling my nostrils to the point of my almost puking.

As I was gagging, a small fox on a very shaggy dog rode up, pausing when he saw me.

"My lady!" he yelped, jumping down and trotting over to me. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I croaked, attempting to plug my nose. The taste was worse than the smell, however, and I knew that I'd just have to suck it up. "Just, you know, fell down a hole to the Bog of Eternal Stench. I'm doing peachy." I stood up, and brushed myself off.

"Well, what is a maiden like yourself doing here, might I ask?" the fox, who I am assuming is Sir Didymus, inquired.

"I'm trying to get to the castle," I replied. "I only have a few hours left, and I'm completely lost. Could you help me?"

"Why, of course, my dear lady!" Sir Didymus exclaimed. "I would be most honored to take on this perilous quest! Right this way, my lady."

I followed him as he mounted Ambrosius, jogging lazily alongside the dog. "I'm Ashlyn Williams, by the way. I'm assuming you're the brave Sir Didymus? I've heard quite a bit about you."

"Truly?" Didymus beamed at me, and I nodded with a smile. "From whom have you heard these tales?"

"My Aunt Sarah," I answered. "Sarah Williams, She was here, oh, about… twenty years ago? Looked a bit like me? Trying to save her baby brother, also made friends with Hoggle and Ludo?"

"Ah, Lady Sarah!" Sir Didymus replied. "Yes, I remember her! You are of her family? What has become of the fair maiden, might I inquire?"

I sobered. "Oh, she, uh… passed on. Yesterday. Cancer. She died peacefully, though."

Didymus' happy countenance was lowered, and he took off his hat, placing it over his chest. "Truly a tragedy. May I offer my condolences, Lady Ashlyn."

I smiled sadly at him, and we continued walking in silence.

About and hour later, and we were at the edge of the Bog, my nose long since gone. I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw the heaps of useless trash in the Junkyard. I could clearly see the wall of the Goblin City, and knew that I wasn't too far off.

I picked my way carefully over the trash, not sure how Ambrosius was able to do it, with his four big, clumsy paws. I yelped and threw my hands out, as the pile below me began moving. I was thrown off-balance, and tumbled into a heap. When I picked myself up, there was an old lady with a boatload of trash tied to her back glaring at me. "Watch where you're going!"

"Sorry," I apologized. "I didn't see you there. But, I assure you that I didn't mean to stand on you."

The lady snorted. "Where are you off to in such a hurry that you can't watch where you're going?"

"The castle," I replied, looking off in the direction of the city. Sir Didymus was still riding stoically ahead, oblivious to my falling behind. "I'm running the labyrinth."

"Now, why would you do a thing like that?" she asked. "Everything you were looking for is right here."

I raised an eyebrow, and glanced around the junkyard. "Sorry to disappoint, lady, but I'm not looking for anything materialistic. You see, I'm not like that. I'm running to escape. I'm not running to someone King Jareth took. I'm running away from everything wrong with the world. So, if you'll excuse me, I need to get going."

"Oh, don't you think you've run long enough, girly?" she said. "You could just stay here, with everything you could ever need."

I wrinkled my nose. "Yeah, no. I'm what you could call ambitious. There's no way I'm settling for a junk heap, when there is a castle just over there. So, thanks for nothing, but I'm gonna go now."

With that, I continued climbing, tuning out the woman's cries. I picked my way back to Sir Didymus, careful to not step on any more junk people.

It didn't take us much longer to reach the gates of the Goblin City. I turned to the small fox-terrier knight and smiled. "Thank you so much, Sir Didymus. But, I have to go on alone from here."

"Are you certain, my lady?" he asked. "Ambrosius and I would be more than glad to accompany you further."

I shook my head. "No, really. I'll be fine. I would prefer to do this last part alone. I'm running the labyrinth to mourn her, after all. I have to fly solo from here on out."

Sir Didymus bowed his head. "Very well. If you must, you must. Though, I will tell you the same thing I told Lady Sarah. If you need me, you need only call, and I shall come."

I smiled down at him. "Thank you, Sir Didymus. For everything."

With that, I turned away from him, and began to scale the wall leading me into the Goblin City.

A/N- So, yeah. That's that.

As I was editing this, I read 'Bog of Eternal Stench' out of the corner of my eye, and, for some reason, it registered as 'Bog of Etch-A-Sketch'. XD I have no idea why, it just did. 'Cause I'm weird like that.

Remember, the contest was to see if you could guess which story of mine goes with the weird titles, which were:

Lithuania

and

Red Taco Droughts.

If you guess which story Lithuania is, I post a Jareth/Sarah one-shot in your honor!

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