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[#016] Wish For Me (Labyrinth)
Theme Prompt: #016: Little White Lies
Title: 'Wish For Me'
Fandom: Labyrinth
Rating/Warnings: G; No warnings
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 308
Summary: What is it about this girl? What makes her so special, that he aches to have her back?
Night after night, he watches Sarah's house. It's only a matter of time before she makes a mistake and lets her guard drop. She can't keep a watchful eye over Toby forever. All he has to do is be patient, and he'll snatch the child up again.
That's what he tells himself, at least. That's how he justifies spending his nights in owl form, perched in the same tree for hours on end, staring into the girl's room.
He lies to himself, too embarrassed--he'd never admit to being something as common as afraid--to face the truth.
It's no longer about the boy at this point. Toby is unimportant to him now.
What he wants is Sarah.
When he offered her everything, it was only lip service, an attempt to divert her from her goal. It wasn't until after she was back in her own world that he realized that he meant the words he'd spoken.
He never means the things he says. Why should he have meant them this time? What is it about this girl? What makes her so special, that he aches to have her back?
She'd feared him--but they all do. She'd had the nerve to stand up to him--which, though less common, still occurred now and then. So far, nothing new. And defeating him...well, even that had been known to happen in the past, and it might happen again.
As far as he can tell, there is nothing spectacular about Sarah, nothing to shatter him this way. Yet shattered he is, without a doubt.
So he watches her, night after night, so close and so far all at once. Wishes with all his heart, damning the fact that wishes don't work that way. Not even his magic is of any use to him now. If only...
Wish for me, Sarah. Want me.
Need me.
Title: 'Wish For Me'
Fandom: Labyrinth
Rating/Warnings: G; No warnings
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 308
Summary: What is it about this girl? What makes her so special, that he aches to have her back?
Night after night, he watches Sarah's house. It's only a matter of time before she makes a mistake and lets her guard drop. She can't keep a watchful eye over Toby forever. All he has to do is be patient, and he'll snatch the child up again.
That's what he tells himself, at least. That's how he justifies spending his nights in owl form, perched in the same tree for hours on end, staring into the girl's room.
He lies to himself, too embarrassed--he'd never admit to being something as common as afraid--to face the truth.
It's no longer about the boy at this point. Toby is unimportant to him now.
What he wants is Sarah.
When he offered her everything, it was only lip service, an attempt to divert her from her goal. It wasn't until after she was back in her own world that he realized that he meant the words he'd spoken.
He never means the things he says. Why should he have meant them this time? What is it about this girl? What makes her so special, that he aches to have her back?
She'd feared him--but they all do. She'd had the nerve to stand up to him--which, though less common, still occurred now and then. So far, nothing new. And defeating him...well, even that had been known to happen in the past, and it might happen again.
As far as he can tell, there is nothing spectacular about Sarah, nothing to shatter him this way. Yet shattered he is, without a doubt.
So he watches her, night after night, so close and so far all at once. Wishes with all his heart, damning the fact that wishes don't work that way. Not even his magic is of any use to him now. If only...
Wish for me, Sarah. Want me.
Need me.