Jareth's confusion faded as he listened to the woman's words, and a sense of recognition began to wash over him. The name Charlotte struck a chord in his memory, and as she continued to speak, he started to put the pieces together.
He studied her, seeing the changes that had transformed her into a new form, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions—surprise, curiosity, and a touch of uncertainty.
Yes, he would like to hear what happened if there was any truth to this stranger's claim. But how to approach this, should he follow her, or run away? In the end, all he could do was nod. His body moved on its own, following her steps, and although he did not realize it, he hoped out loud,
Charlotte,he repeated her name, this time with a hint of realization in his voice. It took him a moment to fully grasp the significance of the situation. He remembered her, a teacher, a friend. But the woman standing before him was vastly different from the person he had known.
He studied her, seeing the changes that had transformed her into a new form, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions—surprise, curiosity, and a touch of uncertainty.
I... don't know,he said gently.
I can scarcely believe what I'm hearing.
Yes, he would like to hear what happened if there was any truth to this stranger's claim. But how to approach this, should he follow her, or run away? In the end, all he could do was nod. His body moved on its own, following her steps, and although he did not realize it, he hoped out loud,
please, Maker, let it be true.
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