This was weird. I was in my Labyrinth fanfic, but as myself not Sarah. But we still had the children I wrote in the story. We lived under a tree (I'm serious) and someone sent us food everyday. I'm not even going to analyze what it means to dream about living under a tree with three kids, the Goblin King, and for some reason I will never understand, Willie Nelson. I don't remember inviting HIM...

- Anakerie