Deeper and deeper and deeper still. She wonders slowly following something that may or may not exist. She believes in the tales of old, and knows if she treads further she could find it. She faced more than a few battles in her life time, and she only ever won one. And even now staring down cocky as ever, she knew that she lost everything she loved, for something she could barely stand to gaze upon.
"I am not an object." Her voice echoed through the room.
"I know, you are so much more." He went to place his hand on her face, but she swatted it away.
"I am not a toy either."
Her boots clicked as she walked the stone floor. She wasn't a toy but she was broken. She was broken, and I wanted to fix her….
May sat on the stone balcony, staring out at the labyrinth. She had been trapped in the castle for a little over three days. She wore new clothes; a regalia renaissance-esc gown and a large cameo to which Jareth convinced her that it wasn't real ivory. She had kept the boots though, if only as a reminder of who she really is.
"What are you doing?" the king asked as he appeared beside her.
"I'm a lady in waiting now, aren't I?" She snapped while smiling. Jareth looked at the woman as she continued to look out blankly.
"and?"
"So I'm waiting."
"For what?" he placed his hand on her shoulder. She stood up and took a step away from him.
"For them."
"Don't get your hopes up." Jareth was standing on the balcony rail sauntering from one end to the other.
"Why not, all I have is hope now."
"Do you really detest this place so much?"
"You won. I lost."
"If I recall, you won. You chose to stay." The king between the young woman and her view. She placed her hands on his shoulder and brought him in close.
"Just die." She shoved him off the balcony, and as soon as he disappeared from sight he reappeared behind her.
"Would you be happy then?" She rolled her eyes, smirked then walked pasted him. Jareth looked out at his vast labyrinth and sighed.
"No… I wouldn't cry, but I wouldn't be happy about it." The king turned around, but the woman had already gone.
"Do ya think she'd come back for us?" the jailed dwarf asked.
"Mistress, she would. If… If she's still alive, that is…" the knight answered.
"Friend, Okay?" the giant beast growled.
"Keep it down!" the guard goblin hissed as he hit the dungeon cage with his stick. The three friends had been imprisoned for a lengthy amount of time and were beginning to lose all hope.
"Is May alright?" the scared dwarf asked.
"Who?!... Keep it down!" the goblin banged the bars again. Ludo jumped back as the stick made contact with the metal.
"It's hopeless…" Hoggle slumped to the ground, resting his forearms on his knees. The four creatures stood in loud silence, waiting for fate. Then a small sound broke through, it was someone singing.
"There's such a sad love
Deep in your eyes.
A kind of pale jewel
Open and closed
Within your eyes.
I'll place the sky
Within your eyes.
There's such a fooled heart
Beatin' so fast
In search of new dreams.
A love that will last
Within your heart.
I'll place the moon
Within your heart.
As the pain sweeps through,
Makes no sense for you.
Every thrill is gone.
Wasn't too much fun at all,
But I'll be there for you-ou-ou
As the world falls down."
At first the trio dismissed the sound, but it grew stronger and stronger till they could decipher the voice.
"Thas a woman's voice, ain't it?" Hoggle stood up and grabbed the bars.
"You do not believe that is the Mistress? Do you?"
"I'm positive."
(( Its back! Slowly introduction to catch everyone back up to speed. And yes that is a new mystery character ;) ))