Re: Jareth & Sarah 10pm
Jareth's precarious hold on self control was failing. "Perhaps if I cut his head off...Maybe the head and the body would still live, but wouldn't it be fun for you to cuddle up with a headless body at night and talk to the body-less head in the day? Or maybe if I crushed him under something especially large that flattened him like one of your human pancakes...."
He trailed off, seeing the glint of her necklace and suddenly feeling unimaginable rage. He had tried once to give her a piece of jewelry, but the encounter was just another failed meeting between the two of them. "What on earth is that?" He asked, jabbing a finger toward the offending item.