Breathing. It's a silly thing to think about. Something you have to do to live. If you're without your breath your life, everything about you... is over.
Yet it's a simple task. It's just air going in, then coming out, but at the same time it's very complex. There's different types of breathing. There's the way you breath when you are walking, the kind when you are reading, the kind when you are running.
The best moment is the moment when someone takes your breath away. Which doesn't happen to everyone.
Which is why I'm lucky. I'm glad that I was able to go to the Labyrinth, now I know I went twice, though the first I was just a baby, and I don't remember any of it.
My name is Toby, and this is my story in the Labyrinth, the second time.
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The Labyrinth Continues
Fanfiction20 years after Sarah left the Labyrinth, her brother Toby gets taken back and meets an interesting new ruler of the Goblin City, and learns what love truly is to him.
