Ravenloft
Sweet Rogue
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Outside, always in the cold, held at arms length, Jareth watched Sarah through the years. She was a woman now, in college. Even so, some part of her was still a little girl, a dreamer, else he would have ceased to be. He was her creation after all, and even though she had learned he had no power over her some deep, dark part of her must have wanted to keep him around.
It was late as he watched her struggling to stay awake and finish a paper on the hero's journey. It was almost laughable how much she struggled with it considering that she had practically lived it through him and the labyrinth.
"Oh Sarah..." He whispered, feeling her struggle, drinking the feeling in like a fine wine. "So frustrated you are... If only you'd think of me and set me free." He sighed, twirling two glass orbs around one another as his minions snored and farted all around him.
Jareth scowled at them.
"You were much better company if I recall."
Restless, he got up and strolled over to a standing mirror, a portal through which he could cross to her world, if only she would give him a thought.
"Come now Sarah, just think of me, call out to me and I shall come..." He pleaded, almost hungry, his two tone eyes glimmering with passion.
It was late as he watched her struggling to stay awake and finish a paper on the hero's journey. It was almost laughable how much she struggled with it considering that she had practically lived it through him and the labyrinth.
"Oh Sarah..." He whispered, feeling her struggle, drinking the feeling in like a fine wine. "So frustrated you are... If only you'd think of me and set me free." He sighed, twirling two glass orbs around one another as his minions snored and farted all around him.
Jareth scowled at them.
"You were much better company if I recall."
Restless, he got up and strolled over to a standing mirror, a portal through which he could cross to her world, if only she would give him a thought.
"Come now Sarah, just think of me, call out to me and I shall come..." He pleaded, almost hungry, his two tone eyes glimmering with passion.