The Pain Sweeps Through
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Category:
G through L › Labyrinth
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,752
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Labyrinth, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Pain Sweeps Through
The Pain Sweeps Through
By: Tazzy
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: “Labyrinth” is property of Jim Henson Productions and the title is from David Bowie’s song “As the World Falls Down”.
Summary: A look at our favorite Goblin King.
He sprawled on his throne, the usual goblins that cluttered the room with their noisy chattering absent to avoid their king’s dark mood. He sat there, in the silence of his castle with one leg thrown over the arm of his throne and dark clouds in his mismatched eyes.
It had been over a decade since he had laughed or even smiled. Not since *she* had solved the Labyrinth and defeated him to reclaim the child she has wished away in a moment of frustrated anger.
The last time he had been in such a dark mood had been just after the start of the War of the Courts. It was uncertain what had started the War but its mark on the Underground was still felt today. Beings on both sides, Light and Dark, fairy and fae lords, innocent and corrupt, fighting and spectators, had been killed with little or no regards for what they meant to the mortal world. His father had been among the first of the fallen, a neutral fae lord, untrusted by both sides who happened to be in the wring place at the wrong time.
He had buried his father where the proud fae had fallen, his mother standing near by, a silent ghost lost in her bereavement.
She failed to return to the castle that night and the next day, he found her on the freshly turned ground that covered her husband’s final resting place. The blood red rose matching the blood the dagger-like thorn had shed when she had pinned the flower to her heart, following her husband into the dark unknown and leaving her son orphaned and alone.
Instead of burying her as well, he had created a sepulcher over them, ensuring that no one would disturb their slumber together.
Thus he had been left alone with only the creatures of the Labyrinth for company, occasionally venturing out into the mortal world to collect a child wished away.
After the War, it was quickly discovered that the once fertile fae were having difficulties conceiving children, most thought it was Nature herself punishing them for their foolishness, and so the fae of both Courts had to come to him for the children he collected to replace the ones not born to them.
It was his protean ability that allowed him to survive century after century by himself. Before he had simply been the Lord of Dreams and Illusions, watching and knowing the dreams of mortals and delighting in them. Then in one night, he had gained the titles ‘King of the Goblins’ and ‘Ruler of the Labyrinth’ along with the most painful of them ‘Jareth the Orphan’. With the exception of the Lady Titania, the Light Court mistrusted him because of the shadowy path he walked and the Dark Court feared him for the same reason, both resorting to political maneuverings to make sure he had ties to neither.
Then *she* came along. A young dreamer who yearned for the mother that had left her husband and young daughter for a career on the stage. Tolerated and taken advantage of by her step-mother while both parents doted on her baby bother. In frustration and anger, she had wished the child away and he had fallen in love with her innocent dreams and child-like purity.
She had wished the child away and he had obeyed. She wanted the child back, regretting the hasty words, and he offered her a chance to run his Labyrinth to reclaim the child. He had even gone as far as to offer her the fairy-tale dreams that she clung to only to be rejected again.
He had been jealous of the easy friendship she had developed with Hoggle when she seemed to offer only suspicion and contempt for him, causing Jareth to lash out at the gnome so that another would feel the pain he was feeling.
Their final meeting in the center of his castle had caused him to risk everything, offering her his heart and eternal servitude if she only surrendered to him and the feelings he thought lay in her heart for him. After all, wasn’t marriage nothing more than two people surrendering themselves to each other?
It was only as he stood there as she rejected him and his feelings one last time that he truly realize that in her mind, the cast of characters had been set since the beginning. She was the beautiful and determined heroine of the tale, and he was the cruel and merciless villain who was destined to fall for her.
Only, she had not realized his feelings had been true as she destroyed his hopes with the same careless ease of a person destroying gossamer webs.
After that day, not even Lady Titania could cheer him up. He moved about his castle like a restless ghost, saying nothing during his wanderings until he reached the parapet where he could look out over his kingdom. There, he would simply watch until the stars came out before returning to his silent throne room until dawn when he would journey back up to his stone perch.
The creatures that inhabited the Labyrinth and the Goblin City kept unwanted visitors away from their king while he was in this dark mood. They did not know how long he would be like this and vowed to protect him until he returned to them from the gloom that had enveloped him. For however long that would be.
Far in the distance from the seat of the Dark Court, a tiny fairy flew furiously towards her king, knowing that she had to tell him of the plan that was being spread through the Dark Court before it was too late. She only hoped that he would hear her through his dark gloom and stop the Dark Court.
The End.
By: Tazzy
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: “Labyrinth” is property of Jim Henson Productions and the title is from David Bowie’s song “As the World Falls Down”.
Summary: A look at our favorite Goblin King.
He sprawled on his throne, the usual goblins that cluttered the room with their noisy chattering absent to avoid their king’s dark mood. He sat there, in the silence of his castle with one leg thrown over the arm of his throne and dark clouds in his mismatched eyes.
It had been over a decade since he had laughed or even smiled. Not since *she* had solved the Labyrinth and defeated him to reclaim the child she has wished away in a moment of frustrated anger.
The last time he had been in such a dark mood had been just after the start of the War of the Courts. It was uncertain what had started the War but its mark on the Underground was still felt today. Beings on both sides, Light and Dark, fairy and fae lords, innocent and corrupt, fighting and spectators, had been killed with little or no regards for what they meant to the mortal world. His father had been among the first of the fallen, a neutral fae lord, untrusted by both sides who happened to be in the wring place at the wrong time.
He had buried his father where the proud fae had fallen, his mother standing near by, a silent ghost lost in her bereavement.
She failed to return to the castle that night and the next day, he found her on the freshly turned ground that covered her husband’s final resting place. The blood red rose matching the blood the dagger-like thorn had shed when she had pinned the flower to her heart, following her husband into the dark unknown and leaving her son orphaned and alone.
Instead of burying her as well, he had created a sepulcher over them, ensuring that no one would disturb their slumber together.
Thus he had been left alone with only the creatures of the Labyrinth for company, occasionally venturing out into the mortal world to collect a child wished away.
After the War, it was quickly discovered that the once fertile fae were having difficulties conceiving children, most thought it was Nature herself punishing them for their foolishness, and so the fae of both Courts had to come to him for the children he collected to replace the ones not born to them.
It was his protean ability that allowed him to survive century after century by himself. Before he had simply been the Lord of Dreams and Illusions, watching and knowing the dreams of mortals and delighting in them. Then in one night, he had gained the titles ‘King of the Goblins’ and ‘Ruler of the Labyrinth’ along with the most painful of them ‘Jareth the Orphan’. With the exception of the Lady Titania, the Light Court mistrusted him because of the shadowy path he walked and the Dark Court feared him for the same reason, both resorting to political maneuverings to make sure he had ties to neither.
Then *she* came along. A young dreamer who yearned for the mother that had left her husband and young daughter for a career on the stage. Tolerated and taken advantage of by her step-mother while both parents doted on her baby bother. In frustration and anger, she had wished the child away and he had fallen in love with her innocent dreams and child-like purity.
She had wished the child away and he had obeyed. She wanted the child back, regretting the hasty words, and he offered her a chance to run his Labyrinth to reclaim the child. He had even gone as far as to offer her the fairy-tale dreams that she clung to only to be rejected again.
He had been jealous of the easy friendship she had developed with Hoggle when she seemed to offer only suspicion and contempt for him, causing Jareth to lash out at the gnome so that another would feel the pain he was feeling.
Their final meeting in the center of his castle had caused him to risk everything, offering her his heart and eternal servitude if she only surrendered to him and the feelings he thought lay in her heart for him. After all, wasn’t marriage nothing more than two people surrendering themselves to each other?
It was only as he stood there as she rejected him and his feelings one last time that he truly realize that in her mind, the cast of characters had been set since the beginning. She was the beautiful and determined heroine of the tale, and he was the cruel and merciless villain who was destined to fall for her.
Only, she had not realized his feelings had been true as she destroyed his hopes with the same careless ease of a person destroying gossamer webs.
After that day, not even Lady Titania could cheer him up. He moved about his castle like a restless ghost, saying nothing during his wanderings until he reached the parapet where he could look out over his kingdom. There, he would simply watch until the stars came out before returning to his silent throne room until dawn when he would journey back up to his stone perch.
The creatures that inhabited the Labyrinth and the Goblin City kept unwanted visitors away from their king while he was in this dark mood. They did not know how long he would be like this and vowed to protect him until he returned to them from the gloom that had enveloped him. For however long that would be.
Far in the distance from the seat of the Dark Court, a tiny fairy flew furiously towards her king, knowing that she had to tell him of the plan that was being spread through the Dark Court before it was too late. She only hoped that he would hear her through his dark gloom and stop the Dark Court.
The End.