After Sarah's adventure in the labyrinth she returned home and the clock of life continued on. Tick tock tick tock until one day, as a grown woman, Sarah found herself once again in the realm of the goblin king.
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Sarah opened her eyes. In front of her she beheld two fairies. Flying together in harmony. They were quite beautiful. Sarah realized that she was in a garden which was filled with multitudes of fairies and butterflies alike. It was a simple garden with whimsy. The flying creatures made it what is was...magical.
Sarah felt joy and then confusion.
Where was she? How did she get here? She remembered...her bedroom. Looking for something...or someone? And then...a present on her dresser. She had walked up to it and read a note; "Welcome home, Sarah. From your friends, Hoggle, Sir Didymus and Luto."
What a surprise that was. Inside the mini box was a cookie. It tasted so sweet and delightful.
That was the last thing she could recall.
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Inside his castle the Goblin King spoke with his adviser; an elderly goblin that had helped raise him many years ago. Goriddy. He was tall for a goblin. With a long white beard that twisted in a zig zag manner.
Goriddy wore a fancy green robe. Unlike most goblins in the kingdom he was well kept and wore the finest materials. Upon his head he wore a hat that symbolized his position as royal adviser. The hat was white with a golden V in the center. King Jareth enjoyed teasing the old one by guessing what the V stood for. "Vicious?" Jareth asked one day. "Volunteer?" "Va va voom?" Gorridy would never admit what it represented. When the royal children were young he would appease the princess by telling her it was a symbol of his loyalty to her; "Vile."
The truth Gorridy kept to himself. The V stood for "variant."
"She's waking up" the adviser said. He and Jareth could see her through a window across the garden. Sarah, however, did not realize she was being watched.
"She will love the garden, won't she?" Jareth asked for reassurance.
"It is a perfect gift, my king. She will love it" Gorridy replied.
"I have waited many years for this moment" Jareth said, "I could not forget her. I could not stop my love for her." "You should have everything you want, your highness. This plan will work." said Gorridy.
"The morsel she ate will have erased all the negative memories by this time" Jareth said. "She will remember me...but only the good times. And she will believe that we are in love and she is mine."
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Sarah walked around the small garden admiring the flying creatures. They had everything they needed to thrive and remain in the garden.
"My dear" a voice rang through the garden. Sarah looked around and saw the goblin king in all his glory. Dressed to impress his "love."
"Welcome back to my kingdom" he said.
Sarah slowly remembered... she remembered him. She remembered that face, that voice and the feeling of magic that came with his presence.
"The goblin king" Sarah whispered. She wasn't sure what she felt. If it was good or bad. But she felt something.
"My love, you know me...call me Jareth" he said sweetly.
"Do you like your garden?" he asked as he walked slowly toward her. "It is my present to you in celebration."
"Celebration?" Sarah asked.
"Of our love" the king responded.
Sarah then remembered the ball; an event from her past. Extravagant dresses and fancy headwear. The beautiful music. The thrill and the magic that was in the air. And Jareth. He was there. He looked at her with love and desire. She felt that.
And they danced. He held her in his arms and they spun around so gracefully. They floated as if there were no floor and wings kept them up; never touching the ground.
"We are celebrating that you have chosen to come live with me in my castle and be my princess" Jareth said. He was in front of her now. His face had reached hers. So close their breath combined as it left their bodies.
Did Sarah love him? It must be true. She had no evidence against it.
Jareth put his arms around her in a warm embrace. Slowly she reached her hands up around him in return. A little uncertainty remaining on her face and in her mind.
"Do you love the garden?" the goblin king asked once more.
Sarah shook her head a little trying to find her baring. She wanted to feel confident and have a grasp on reality. She tried.
"It is beautiful ...Jareth." She responded. "Like a dream."
All of her memories, in fact, were hazy like dreams during slumber.
