Sarah Williams was the first and only friend Franklin Hartford ever made when she moved to a new town to live with a new foster family.
Since Sarah walked right up to Franklin on her first day of freshman year of high school to introduce herse...
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Since my first steps taken in the labyrinth at Sarah's side I knew my whole life would change. Not because I discovered that magic and fairytales were real but because we both would be put through hell.
Living in a new town and being told many different stories about the Goblin King who kidnapped bad children still did not prepare me enough for this. No matter what I believed before, none of that useless information matters now.
However, after spending time will all these mystical beings I've learned that Jareth has a wounded soul somewhere trapped in that frozen heart.
I may not know what the tests were for. He may never tell me the reasons. I just would like him to know that I don't really hate him. Truth be told, there is a pull between us. I know damn well he feels it too.
All I can hope for is that he will let me know what all this means.
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"Woah." Sarah and I say once we've reached the top of the stairs. It feels like I'm walking right into Hogwarts. If only it were that simple.
All kinds of staircases go in many funky directions. There are no windows in sight. Just walls connecting the steps. I've got a feeling that gravity is a thing of the past in this place.
Great warm winds filter around making our hair go crazy.
Franky...
A familiar presence pushed its way into my mind causing a sharp pain to explode at the front of my skull. The king has many gifts of magic but having the ability to manipulate thoughts is new for me.
Look up, Franky...
His voice is loud and clear. I do what he says and glance up ahead. There he stands in a new outfit.
Every color I've seen him in worked wonders but Jareth being swallowed in all black twists my lungs firmly. From the first time seeing the blonde man inside Sarah's parent's room, he seemed too excited about a new game.
Now his brilliant face holds such dark emotions. I can't sort any of them out. This is scary, I'll admit. He must be fed up with me and my friend. Who could blame him at this point?
"Toby!" Sarah declares in relief. I turn to look in the direction of her gaze.
There the little child is, sitting on steps just above our heads. My stomach sinks deep from the fear of heights. This is going to make me so sick. I can already feel my intestines slither in discomfort.
"Sarah, you go get Toby. I'll distract the king." Before she could run after the boy I grab her arm to yank that short attention back.
Those green eyes I've grown to love look into mine. There is a realization inside me. This will be the last time I will ever really see her face in depth.
