Sarah stood and leaned against the edge of the balcony and watched the setting sun cast its purplish-pink glow over the paths of the labyrinth. A soft breeze pushed her waist long hair in her face and she absent-mindedly pushed the stands of black curls away and sighed. It was so peaceful here. Even with the arrogant, moody King, she thought with a smile. She closed her eyes. How long had she been here? Time didn’t touch her any longer. Her body was filled with too much magic. Not for her use, but for her life.

She remembered the circumstances to her living here. She remembered waking slowly to see Jareth’s strained face holding a cup of water to her lips. His eyes had scared her. They were so sunken in and his skin was deathly white. It wasn’t until later that she realized the reason for his appearance. He was giving all his strength and magic to heal her and keep her alive. Several times she had awoken and seen his ashen face. He had always watched her.

And he had changed too. Subtle changes, yes, but they were there. His temper was calmer, and his cruelty was less. It made living at his castle bearable.

She felt a tingle at the back of her neck and heard the sound of hundreds of tiny bells chiming. Opening her eyes and spinning slowly around she saw Jareth--in human attire, she noted with humor--walking towards her and the balcony. He stood at her side and the soft breeze gently swayed his hair as he glanced at the darkness and the beginning of the moon’s glow could be seen. Sarah looked back and was amazed at how fast the sun had set. The stars were shining brightly now in their full glory.

Jareth took a deep breath. “It's beautiful isn’t it?”

Sarah nodded and gazed at the stars. “Those were so foreign to me. None of the normal constellations are there.”

Smiling he followed her gaze. “Were? They’re not anymore?” He asked quietly.

“No. I just created my own.”

He nodded. “Always imaginative.” He said approvingly.

They stared silently at the twinkling lights, not knowing for how long. Time didn't move in the Underground. Jareth released a deep breath and walked towards the balcony doors. He paused before entering and watched Sarah’s eyes admiring the stars. He smiled, “Come in, Sarah.” Her eyes lowered and met his. He extended his bare hand. “Come in, dinner is already prepared.” She accepted his hand and allowed him to escort them into the castle.

The moon rises as the sun sets. Twilight and dawn are the few moments they are ever blessed to share together. The sun shines and his rays of gold wisp in the sky as fine stands of hair. The blue sky sparkles like jewels. The night sky is black and silky with the moon’s shine reflecting dark eyes. Yet they are equally balanced. The sun shines in its bright arrogance and the moon loves the sunlight with grace. Only in the Underground does time pause long enough for the moon and sun to exist eternally in the same moment of peace and tranquility in one another’s company.