Not mine, copyright Labyrinth Enterprises.. Thank you Mr. Jim Henson way up high for creating such loveliness.
Enjoy
Ramowen
Diamond Tears
Prologue
"Now this" Hoggle said, "is where the unicorns come to drink when the sun goes down."
"Aw Hoggle- it's so beautiful!"
"Yes, but you gotta be quiet now! They won't be coming when they sees you. That is- they won't come to me! They just might like you, though."
"Why?" Sarah asked innocently, crouching low in the underbrush at edge of the enchanted clearing. The small patch of grass led to a clear fast flowing brook, fed by the small waterfall from the tall rock at her right.
Fairies danced above the water, a gnome scurried away on the other side of the river carrying a basked filled with firewood.
The day-creatures of the Goblin Realm quietly settled down for the coming twilight and dark. The night-creatures not yet stirring.
"Well- let's just say that- it's a long story really"
"Hoggle!"
"I can't tell you about such things. Your mother should!"
Sarah chuckled. "You know, I think your blushing"
"Am not."
"Yes you are."
"No! Am not!"
"Yes you are" teased Sarah in singsong. "And I don't think my -stepmother- would have anything -interesting- to say about the Kingdom."
Hoggle rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. He was here to please his human friend the best way he could, and that was to show her every lovely nook and cranny of the Goblin kingdom and the Labyrinth that he knew. And taking great care in King Jareth not finding out the girl occasionally returned to her friends and his realm.
"Hush girl- here they come!"
It was a futile attempt, of course. The King was -one- with the land, more than any of its inhabitants could ever realize. More perhaps even than he knew himself. Every time His Majesties uninvited guest crossed the threshold, a chill ran up his spine. He would settle himself in the large open window in the high tower from which he had the widest view. But to the outside world Jareth would not look. He would take out his little crystals of magic, twirl them between his long elegant fingers and watch as they lit up and showed him where she went, this time.
"Silly girl," he mumbled, "you should know from all your reading unicorns are attracted to the smell of a lovely virgin."
A low mist appeared from the forest, carrying a sweet scent and the sound of hoof-beats. Sarah held her breath while the mist thickened in several places and a large white stallion appeared. The proud animal held his head high, the twirled bone of it's elegant single horn clearly visible for the hiding young woman. The magnificent animal scraped its hoof and a mere and two fillies appeared. The young animals darted towards the water and splashed it with their legs like little children. The mere rubbed her shoulder against her mate. They watched with large brown gentle eyes.
When the elder animals waded into the stream to sip the water, Sarah crept a little forward to get a better view. A branch snapped and all animals looked up sharply. Sarah could have disappeared into the ground.
"Oh no- please don't go" she muttered.
The father seemed to sniff the wind. He shook his large head as in disbelief and rubbed his nose against his ladies. She sniffed and made soft noises. For a moment it looked as if the enchanted family would retreat.
Yet, after only the slightest of hesitations, the apparent twins stormed Sarah's and Hoggle's little hideout and searched until the two were found.
Jareth in his high tower smiled at the little scene in his round crystal. He watched how the high spirited earth-girl hesitantly reached out for the fillies, how she got Hoggle to pet them. How she tried to feed their parents some grass.
Darkness fell across his land and he shape-shifted to his ghostly owl form to fly to the glade. The child and the dwarf long gone, he could still feel the exotic presence of the mortal child linger. Or was it? Was it only memories that trapped him here? Such an odd thought really- exotic presence lingering- being trapped. He had to shake himself free from this inactivity. Some amusement- some little adventure? It was a long time hence since he had one of those. He could not allow himself that. King of all he could perceive- bound to the land.
Mere amusement then. At the cost of the child of course. That would only be fair- she was the one bringing him this predicament!
Jareth grinned at the prospect. He had to plan now, had to be careful. What dangers could he lay in the child's way? None she would -not- be able to solve- that would ruin it. So what would be -fun-?
A fickle fairy flew away to tell her mistress the plans of the master.
The witch still mad for stolen land brew potions to a cancer
A cursed sword and tears unshed, an arrow and a dagger
Ah my King, your reign has been for the smile of a mortal maiden
For the tears of a mortal maiden
Enjoy
Ramowen
Diamond Tears
Prologue
"Now this" Hoggle said, "is where the unicorns come to drink when the sun goes down."
"Aw Hoggle- it's so beautiful!"
"Yes, but you gotta be quiet now! They won't be coming when they sees you. That is- they won't come to me! They just might like you, though."
"Why?" Sarah asked innocently, crouching low in the underbrush at edge of the enchanted clearing. The small patch of grass led to a clear fast flowing brook, fed by the small waterfall from the tall rock at her right.
Fairies danced above the water, a gnome scurried away on the other side of the river carrying a basked filled with firewood.
The day-creatures of the Goblin Realm quietly settled down for the coming twilight and dark. The night-creatures not yet stirring.
"Well- let's just say that- it's a long story really"
"Hoggle!"
"I can't tell you about such things. Your mother should!"
Sarah chuckled. "You know, I think your blushing"
"Am not."
"Yes you are."
"No! Am not!"
"Yes you are" teased Sarah in singsong. "And I don't think my -stepmother- would have anything -interesting- to say about the Kingdom."
Hoggle rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. He was here to please his human friend the best way he could, and that was to show her every lovely nook and cranny of the Goblin kingdom and the Labyrinth that he knew. And taking great care in King Jareth not finding out the girl occasionally returned to her friends and his realm.
"Hush girl- here they come!"
It was a futile attempt, of course. The King was -one- with the land, more than any of its inhabitants could ever realize. More perhaps even than he knew himself. Every time His Majesties uninvited guest crossed the threshold, a chill ran up his spine. He would settle himself in the large open window in the high tower from which he had the widest view. But to the outside world Jareth would not look. He would take out his little crystals of magic, twirl them between his long elegant fingers and watch as they lit up and showed him where she went, this time.
"Silly girl," he mumbled, "you should know from all your reading unicorns are attracted to the smell of a lovely virgin."
A low mist appeared from the forest, carrying a sweet scent and the sound of hoof-beats. Sarah held her breath while the mist thickened in several places and a large white stallion appeared. The proud animal held his head high, the twirled bone of it's elegant single horn clearly visible for the hiding young woman. The magnificent animal scraped its hoof and a mere and two fillies appeared. The young animals darted towards the water and splashed it with their legs like little children. The mere rubbed her shoulder against her mate. They watched with large brown gentle eyes.
When the elder animals waded into the stream to sip the water, Sarah crept a little forward to get a better view. A branch snapped and all animals looked up sharply. Sarah could have disappeared into the ground.
"Oh no- please don't go" she muttered.
The father seemed to sniff the wind. He shook his large head as in disbelief and rubbed his nose against his ladies. She sniffed and made soft noises. For a moment it looked as if the enchanted family would retreat.
Yet, after only the slightest of hesitations, the apparent twins stormed Sarah's and Hoggle's little hideout and searched until the two were found.
Jareth in his high tower smiled at the little scene in his round crystal. He watched how the high spirited earth-girl hesitantly reached out for the fillies, how she got Hoggle to pet them. How she tried to feed their parents some grass.
Darkness fell across his land and he shape-shifted to his ghostly owl form to fly to the glade. The child and the dwarf long gone, he could still feel the exotic presence of the mortal child linger. Or was it? Was it only memories that trapped him here? Such an odd thought really- exotic presence lingering- being trapped. He had to shake himself free from this inactivity. Some amusement- some little adventure? It was a long time hence since he had one of those. He could not allow himself that. King of all he could perceive- bound to the land.
Mere amusement then. At the cost of the child of course. That would only be fair- she was the one bringing him this predicament!
Jareth grinned at the prospect. He had to plan now, had to be careful. What dangers could he lay in the child's way? None she would -not- be able to solve- that would ruin it. So what would be -fun-?
A fickle fairy flew away to tell her mistress the plans of the master.
The witch still mad for stolen land brew potions to a cancer
A cursed sword and tears unshed, an arrow and a dagger
Ah my King, your reign has been for the smile of a mortal maiden
For the tears of a mortal maiden