
11-22-2009, 08:31 PM
Butterfly
I sighed. He was gone, forever. Or, at least [I]I[I] think so. I turned, wishing Jareth, King of the Goblin City in the Underground, was with me at the moment. I opened my eyes and gasped. He moved forward, embracing me tightly.
"You wished me here," he murmured. "Thank you. I cannot live without you."
"I love you so much, Jareth," I smiled. "How can I not wish you here?"
"If you had stayed, I would not have destroyed my city again," he muttered, blushing, ashamed.
"Oh, Jareth," I sighed. "All that because I left when you, the Dream Collector and Wishing Star, could have used your power to wish me back into your palace," I said.
"You're right," he said. "And now I say the magic words. I wish my mate and I were back in my castle together."
"I'm your butterfly," I whispered. He grinned, and kissed me longingly.
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