Your Eyes Can Be So Cruel.
[Based off of A.C.'s Labyrinth]
Fairytales. Everyone has heard them as a child, and every child believes them to be real. The imagination of a child has no end. No matter how old we get, we'll always remember the fairytales we grew up with. Sarah is young, but not to old to believe in these tall tales. Her story, and mine, begins with a little boy…named Toby. People have called me Elizabeth since I was little. My parents didn't want me at all, they left me in the park under a tree. They weren't the smartest people I guess, who would leave a baby under a tree? Then I was found by someone who was about as half as tall as a man. His name was Hoggle. Hoggle brought me to the Goblin City and took me to Jareth, begging that I be cared for. Jareth raised me as best he could, gave me a broad education and taught me skills I never thought I would learn. Lately, however, he'd been giving me assignments, as I really was his servant. I have been charged with the task of following a girl in the real world.
No one saw the owl, white in the moonlight, but black against the stars. The owl settled in a tree and stared at the girl in the glade. I, the lonely black raven, following my master, sat still, a few trees behind, watching the girl as he did. The girl was walking slowly around the glade, her white dress blowing slightly in the wind.
"Give me the child." She said, to no one in particular. She stopped, hands out, her voice calm but stern. "Give me the child. Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City, to take back the child that you have stolen." I saw her bite her lip and she continued. "For my will is as strong as yours…and my kingdom is as great…" She stopped and the thunder began to roll. I slowly glided over to a branch just behind my master. "…and my kingdom is as great…" The girl shook her head. "Damn, I can never remember that line." From her sleeve she pulled out a small red book. She flipped pages and pages before stopping close to the end. "You have no power over me…" The thunder rang out again, loud and strong. It was coming closer. I looked up at the dark clouds above me. It started sprinkling first, and the clock tower rang out. Seven o'clock.
"Oh no, Merlin, I don't believe it, its seven o'clock!" The girl said to her dog. "C'mon, Merlin!" She nudged the dog and they both ran across the bridge and to the street. My master glided down from his perch in the tree. As he flew down, his white feathers changed into the white clothes he normally wore while flying. When he landed, he was no longer an owl, but Jareth, the Goblin King. He held his arm out and I obediently flew down to perch on his arm.
It's only forever, not long at all.
The lost and lonely, no one can blame you,
For walking away, but to much rejection..
No love injection…Life can be easy
It's not always swell, don't tell me truth hurts, little girl
Cause it hurts like hell. But down, in the underground,
You'll find someone true. Down in the underground
A land so green, a crystal moon.
It's only forever; it's not long at all…
The lost and lonely, that's underground
Underground…
Jareth loved to sing…especially songs he's written. Very few were allowed to hear him sing, and I being one of those lucky few. As he was singing, he had followed the girl to her home, where her step mother was waiting for her.
"Sarah," her step mom said. "You're an hour late."
"I'm sorry." Sarah said in a bored tone, not being sorry at all.
"Well, don't stand out there in the rain, come on inside."
"C'mon, Merlin." Sarah said to her dog.
"Not the dog."
"But it's pouring!"
"Go on," her step mom said "into the garage." The dog obediently walked into the garage and laid down on a pile of old blankets. Making sure not to even brush her clothes, Sarah stepped carefully around her stepmother and walked up onto the stairs. I stood on the landing above, invisible to them both. I twirled a strand of my long black hair around my finger and laughed as the two argued.
"Sarah, you're an hour late…" her step mom repeated. Sarah started to say something, but her stepmother cut her off, with a small smile on her face. "Please, let me finish Sarah. Your father and I go out very rarely-"
"You go out every single weekend!" Sarah interrupted.
"-and I ask you to baby-sit only if it won't interfere with your plans."
"How would you know?" Sarah said, walking further up the stairs. "You don't know what my plans are, you don't even ask me anymore!" Her step mom was glaring at her, but Sarah, who was facing upstairs, couldn't see.
"I assume you would tell me if you had a date. I'd like it if you had a date. You should have dates at your age!"
"Oh, Sarah, you're here at last. We were worried about you." I looked to my right to see Sarah's father standing next to me, holding a baby boy. The boy was staring at me and I bent over to poke his nose. So you're the cause of all this trouble, aren't you...
"I can't do anything right, can I?" Sarah stated and with that she ran upstairs to her room. Laughing to myself, I followed Sarah up the stairs to her room. Humans are so dramatic.