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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Prologue
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Prologue *Prologue -Step inside my mind, won't you please just take a seat? Run faster, no no, dark, have to keep going, no way out, jump... who is that? Sarah woke up in a cold sweat. She'd been having these dreams since her early 20's. They varied, but she was always trying to find something, always trying to get out, in a maze of some sort, sometimes they left her sad instead of ared - feeling like she left something behind. She had no idea where they came from and why she started having them, but all of a sudden night, there they were. She threw her legs over the edge of her bed and got up. Making her way to the bathroom, she pulled her dark hair up in a clip she had snagged from her dresser. Splashing her face with water, she mentally cleared the cobwebs of her mind. These nightmares still had the power to give her the creeps. "For God's sake woman, get a hold of yourself. You're 30 old! Grow up already!" she said to herself in the mirror. When her face was dry, she studied herself. Long dark hair, a bit frizzed and slicked with water. Dark eyes with no lines in the corners yet. She was actually very proud of the fact she looked more like 25 than 30. She went through her morning routine in a trance-like state. She may be creeped out but she also felt like she needed to finish the dream, which she never did, like some was waiting for her. It always made her feel so empty. She grabbed a breakfast shake and sat down to work on her latest ript. She may not have been able to follow in her mother's footsteps as an actress, but she had found in college she had quite the talent of being behind the enes writing the parts. She made a comfortable living at that with decent hours, except when she was on a deadline, like now. She made a good bit of headway and took a break for light lunch. As tempting as a nap sounded afterward, she put her nose back to the grindst until dinner. She did succumb to sleep after dinner. That's when the dream changed. A tall man with blond hair of odd lengths and mismatched eyes stood before her. He was wearing a white poet's shirt with ruffles showing a fair expanse of chest and tight pants that looked very familiar to her, though she couldn't say why. " Sarah, you have to remember..." His mouth was shaped in a concerned frown, a sad aura emanating from him,"Remember.." ----- Copyright 2017 A/N - Hey every, this isn't my first fanfic. (PM me if you want the link to them) I used to write about my fave band when I was a into early 20's, but I lost the inspiration until recently. I've loved Labyrinth (must see this movie in order to really understand this story. released 1986 with David Bowie) for a long time and even saw the 30th anniversary showing in theaters. I know this is a short beginning, but I am just getting started. I hope it was enough to get you guys hooked! I look forward to your thoughts! *I'm not following the norm and using Labyrinth<b> lyrics </font></b>for chapter titles. I can't be original that way since many writers on here have used them. Not that there's anything wrong with using them, but I just want to mix things up. This lyric comes from a song "Days G By" - Neverwake I sent an Angel to watch over you last night, it returned in a hurry. I asked why, it said "Angels can't watch porn." Thanks for fucking traumatizing my fucking Angel! Don't bother trying to figure me out. Not even the little voices in my head understand me. It's pointless! |
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