Too Marvelous for Words

Sarah wandered through the crowd of depraved revelers, condemned to an eternity of this mockery of life, protected only by her innocence. Her heart thundered rapidly as she ventured defiantly into that forbidden adult world, cowed by the knowing looks from beneath the goblin masks of people playing at being goblins.

She shouldn't be here....

Then a glimpse of silver caught her eye, and there! Tall and regal and resplendent in a coat woven from Valentine evenings.... For several minutes, they could only stare at each other while the world whirled past around them, for their feet seemed to have forgotten how to dance. Everything was forgotten. The world did not exist anymore except for the person before their eyes.

Sarah, Labyrinth (c) Henson Company, Connelly