A few years have past since the last time Jareth and Sarah have seen one another. The Labyrinth has been quiet, to say the least with out Sarah there anymore, but as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder.
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Jareth sat on a window ledge looking over the Labyrinth, masterfully twirling the two crystals in his hand. He hadn't slept in days, or was it years? He could hardly keep up any more. All Jareth knew is that when he closed his eyes Sarah haunted his thoughts, his dreams, his entire world. She was all he thought about, ever since she slipped away.
He moved from the window to the throne room. One by one he stepped over sleeping goblins. He had work to finish. At times like this he wished Wraith, his former advisor was still with him.
Jareth took one of the two crystals and looked thought it. He knew what he desired to see. He wanted Sarah. More then anything else. Her image soon appeared. She was in her bedroom putting on lipstick in a mirror. He wasn't in the mood to take care of anything in his world anymore. He had something much more important in mind.
