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From Darkness Into Light	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 5084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2.
"Sarah? Sarah are you okay?" Came a voice poking at her through the haze.
Sarah blinked and turned giving her roommate a blank stare.
"I..I don't understand..how...?" She said to herself, but out loud.
"How what? What don't you understand? What happened?" Wendy asked. She snapped her finger in front of Sarah's face to get her attention.
"I don't...Oh my god. That can't be!" She exclaimed.
"Sarah!" Wendy yelled. It finally snapped Sarah out of her daze.
She jumped up suddenly. "I've got to go to the bathroom be right back." Sarah shoved her bowl at her friend and flew past her into the bathroom and shut and locked the door behind her.
She leaned against the door, panting for breath. Eventually she slid down and sat on the floor.
She was assailed by the memory of the long ago dream. Hoggle, Ludo, shaft of hands, fieries, Sir Didymus and his loyal steed..and HIM. The Goblin King. The object of her deepest desire, and a certain amount of fear. But fear she found intoxicating. Fear that excited her is a completely disconcerting way. Her fantasy man. How could it possible be that he was here in the city and working as a bartender? That isn't possible! The man has to be just an unfortunate..or fortunate depending on how you looked at it, individual who happened to look like an all powerful immortal king from another world. Okay..yeah..that makes sense. A complete coincidence. A odd one to be sure, but it had to be. There was no such thing as a Goblin King, and even if there was, that he would be a bartender at some dive in New York is just nuts.
Sarah finally got a handle on her emotions and got up off the floor and splashed cold water on her face. She stared into the mirror at herself and was sorely tempted to try and call them. Hoggle, Sir Didymus..anyone.
She opened her mouth to say the words but stopped. She was a grown up now. Time to stop play acting anywhere but on the stage.
She took a deep breath and opened the door going back out into the living room.
Wendy was sitting there wringing her hands in worry and jumped up when Sarah returned.
"Are you alright?" She asked, concerned at her friends' odd behavior.
Sarah held up her hand. "I'm okay. I thought I saw someone on tv that I knew. It was a shock because I hadn't seen him in a long time and our parting wasn't a good one. But I don't think it was him, it was just someone who kind of looked like him."
Wendy looked relieved. "Good..you had me worried you had some sort of seizure or something. You must have been out of it for like 2-3 minutes there. Was it the bartender guy? He was cute! If you do know him you need to sashay on down there and get reacquainted. Sexy accent!"
Sarah gave her a small smile. "No..I mean yeah, but it couldn't have been him. He..went back where he came from a long time ago. Plus he would never need to take a job like that. He owns his own castle for goodness' sake."
Wendy's eyes got big. "A castle? He must be richie rich rich! Why did you let him go?"
Sarah sighed. "I wonder about that sometimes. But it was..it just wasn't meant to be, you know? Anyway, he is way out of touch now. It's like he lives in a whole other world."
She went into the kitchen and started cleaning up, as Wendy followed her.
"Oh. Well, I guess I get it. Cute guy, a castle, lots of money..why would a girl want that?" She said jokingly.
"I was 15, Wendy. It wasn't really a choice. Besides..he wasn't serious. It was just a ploy." She answered.
"A ploy for what? 15? Was he some kind of perv?" Wendy sounded alarmed.
Sarah shook her head. "No..he wasn't a perv. Well he was sensual but that was just who he was. It wasn't like he could help it. He was just..I don't know how old he was. It was deeper than that. It wasn't about age anyway. Let's just say, we played a game, I won, and he disappeared from my life. We didn't have sex or anything. We just danced. One time. He never even really touched me. And always wore gloves. We had this connection though. Sometimes I think it was all in my head."
"Wow. Sarah. That's some interesting past you have there. If that was all in your head you have one hell of an imagination." Wendy countered, a slightly admiring tone creeping into her voice.
Sarah laughed. Oh the irony. "Wendy you have no idea. I swear I'm not crazy though. I think..I think if it wasn't real, then it was an aftereffect of my home life you know? My mom left, my stepmother was, how can I say this nicely, not very emotionally attached to me. My dad created this whole other family and kind of pushed me away."
Sarah took a deep breath and continued.
"They weren't mean or anything, I just wasn't part of them. I'm still not. Toby and I were close when he was little, but once he started school we drifted apart. Now they live in Texas, and I don't even see them and barely talk to them. We exchange cards for Christmas and I always send Toby a birthday and Christmas present, and that's about it."
Sarah stopped and stuffed her feelings down. She was on the verge of crying for a life she never had, again. "Anyway, it doesn't matter now. It was a mistake. Obviously wishful thinking. That he would come and find me and sweep me off my feet. That's just dumb. My life is what it is. Eventually I will meet some starving actor, fall in love, get married, make a couple of babies and become a soccer mom or something and that will be that."
Sarah turned to finish with the dishes.
Wendy spoke quietly while she watched. "Sarah, I don't believe that at all. When I advertised for a roommate I figured I would end up with some schmuck that drove me crazy like all the others. You have been a great friend to me. Believe me when I tell you, someday soon something incredible is going to happen for you. I've always been a bit psychic as you know...don't say it..and I just know. You are meant for great things."
Sarah shrugged and said nothing. Wendy often told her she sometimes just "knew things." She just nodded and smiled but Wendy knew that Sarah wasn't much of believer. Or if she did she kept it hidden away like most of her emotions.
As Sarah finished drying the last dish she turned and looked at her friend. "Well, I'm not holding my breath. I hope something incredible does happen. It would be nice to have a challenge. I wish I could find my true love and we could be together and be happy forever, and I could find my way to the path I'm meant to take."
She put the dishes away and dried her hands.
Wendy had an idea."I have an idea Sar..let's go out tomorrow night, you and me. We can catch a movie, have a fattening dinner that I will have to work off for a week, and maybe go have a drink. What do you say?"
Sarah slowly nodded. "That sounds nice. A girl's night. Count me in."
Wendy hugged Sarah and pulled back, smiling. "Good! now let's go find something to watch on tv until we crash okay?"
Sarah followed her friend back into the living room. Thinking about her roommates' words.
Yes, Sarah thought. It would be nice to find her true love, but she doubted he even existed.
The girls watched tv for another hour or so, then both headed to bed.
Sarah changed into her pj's and crawled between the sheets. She grabbed her old teddy bear and snuggled him close. Looking out her small window she saw a falling star.
"Okay, universe. Here we go. I wish I could find him, wherever he is. Please lead me to one and only. Fill this empty space inside me that I can't seem to."
She closed her eyes and slipped into her dreams, fairly certain the universe had better things to do.
Or did it?

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In another world, The Labyrinth felt a feeling of familiar joy quiver through it's being. Finally.
The magic it had conserved for such a purpose strengthened and rose. Traveling through time and space. It found its target and settled there. It's Champion. It's Savior. Wish granted.
Go, my Champion. Seek, Find. Bring him home. I need you both. You are already drawn to each other. So close without knowing why. Circling without coming together.
Soon. Without you both I cannot survive. Without each other you and he will not either. Come home.
I realized I could have tacked this on to Chapter 1, maybe I should have, but it is how it is haha.
The name Tommy is inspired by The Man Who Fell to Earth, and Jones is obvious ;)
Addition is horrible and destructive. Addicts fight a lifetime battle and I'm not making light of that. I've spent my teenage-adult life around music and musicians and I have seen it tear people down and suck their lives away. As recently as 2012 I lost people to addiction and/or the terrible toll it takes on the body and spirit. I've had two friends just in the last year do rehab. I do not support or condone it in any fashion.

As you all know DB battled with it himself. Which made this idea my muse dropped in my lap a little surprising even to me. Do I dare tackle this plot? Well I guess I dare. I am consulting with someone who battles with the disease to get inside his head(the character's not my sources head) so hopefully I can portray it well and with the dignity the character requires.
One last note, if you have this disease know that I wish you nothing but success in fighting it. Don't give up.
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