Author's Note: I don't own the Labyrinth.

Hello, everyone. Even though TOAFQ is finished and has been for some time I wanted to post one more thing. When I first started the story I had planned to make Sarah a writer, but went with a painter instead. At one point the writer Sarah would have recited a piece she had written at one of Madame's artist dinners. I came across what I wrote for her while getting ready for our big move (in less than two months I will be moving to Europe). I know I have two stories that are pretty stagnant at the moment (I'm trying but so preoccupied), but I thought it would be fun to post Sarah's little monologue. In the original plan Madame would have known it was about Jareth and would have worried that Sarah and Jareth's connection would destroy Sarah.

Ever since that night I can feel you.

Like a stone in my heart you weigh upon me.

I can feel your eyes as they watch, penetrating my soul.

The breeze brings the scent of you and it stops me in my tracks.

I feel the pull, as if you're reaching out for me, beckoning me to you.

Each time, I lose my thoughts and I am overwhelmed by you.

I am tethered to you, the connection so strong I can almost touch it.

But why do you never reach me?

I long to return to you, but I fear I have been wound to tight, and I will be destroyed at the moment of contact.

I am yours, though I try to fight it, I am yours.