For Every King-02Disclaimer: Labyrinth belongs to a whole lot of people, none of whom are me. I'm not getting paid for this, yet I write it regardless.For Every King-02 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Note: Takes place in 1999.
For Every King
Sarah pondered what she'd just seen all the way home. It simply wasn't possible. She must have been thinking about the Labyrinth and it's creatures far too much today, because now she was seeing the entrance. She was hallucinating, that was it. These things didn't have physical form, it simply wasn't possible-
Sarah, you look like you've seen a ghost. Toby's helpful comment was punctuated when he pushed a cup of coffee into her hand.
She sipped it, pondering the cup for a long minute. Toby, you do...believe me, right? About the Labyrinth. You don't think I'm just nut-job, right? She looked up at him, uncer
What's a Dance?What's a dance between old friends?What's a Dance? in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sarah sat on a chair at the party, looking out among the other masked party-goers who wove themselves amongst each other. It was a heart-wrenching scene, even though she knew it was merely a dream. She'd never been one for masquerades, especially after that escapade when she was fifteen. It had been many years and many heart-breaking relationships since then.
She tried to be the kind of girl who was fun to date, but as she had grown older, she grew tired of the question that always came up at the end of the night. 'My place, or yours?'
It didn't matter the date number, what she ordered for dinner, or even if she simply viewed the man as a friend, they always thought that by the end of the night she'd be so enamored with them that she'd try to jump in the sack with them.
She wasn't that hard up for a good time.
One such dismal date had occurred that very evening, leaving he
For Every King-10Disclaimer: Labyrinth belongs to a whole lot of people, none of whom are me. I'm not getting paid for this, yet I write it regardless.For Every King-10 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Regarding the monumental angst: Lack of communication is to blame for every personal squabble I've ever seen, and when two people do not do this, it can cause everything between them to become twisted.
For Every King
The snow continued long into the night, and Jareth found Sarah different here. This cabin allowed themselves to forget the kingdom, allowed themselves to forget the intentional hurts they'd inflicted upon one another. Here, Sarah was quiet, but warm, strangely gentle and affectionate. It was not the woman he'd married, not exactly, but it was the Sarah that was present around other people. The anger and reserve she usually treated him with changed in this environment.
Now, she stood in the modest kitchen, making
Of Cupid and Psyche-Chapter 6AN: I came upon this idea while looking at artwork themed (obviously) by Roman and Greek mythology. While it is a variation of the tale of Cupid and Psyche, it will be tailored to fit into the Labyrinth universe, so certain aspects will change. I hope you enjoy the story.Of Cupid and Psyche-Chapter 6 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: Labyrinth is the intellectual property of the Jim Henson Company.
Of Cupid and Psyche
Jareth had never been the patient sort. He was never particularly fond of waiting around for a woman to go through the painstaking process required to get them presentable for formal functions. Most of the women in the Underground would merely poof on a glamor and be done with it, however, his partner for this particular function was from the Above and had only lessons in basic craft to stand upon.
Which meant she had to do everything in the mundane way. That meant that ever