Falling Star

docholligay:

This is a post of a former Patreon exclusive, commissioned by @rhiorhino She asked for a rewrite of a Labyrinth scene, Harumichi style. NOT ACTUALLY VERY EASY AT ALL. I didn’t like it initially, but it’s become one of my favorites. I’ve always found this scene intensely fucking creepy, and I really enjoyed getting to really cast in that light instead of romanticized as it usually is. 

They weren’t lost, and this proved a problem for Michiru. She did not much care for problems. She had enough of them, by her measure, before stumbling into some girl at the bottom of an oubliette. Now her problems had only tripled in number, by a conservative estimate.

She had been trying to lose Haruka subtley, to give a wrong direction or a misleading shake of the head, but it did not seem to matter. Whatever guided Haruka to the castle beyond the Goblin City was within her, and all of Michiru’s gentle nudges in the wrong direction were fruitless. They drew closer and closer, and Michiru could feel Jareth’s ire rise as Haruka nimbly dodged his every obstacle.

Michiru would not have assumed Haruka was so clever, when she met her, and neither had Jareth.

She reached into her bag, and felt the peach there. Jareth had given it to her, promised her it wouldn’t hurt Haruka, not really, merely distract her, that was all she needed to do, was distract Haruka, and her debt to Jareth would be repaid. She would be free.

And freedom always came with a price.

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