This is the final chapter of this story. Next week, a new story begins taking place after "The Death of Gard." I hope you enjoy this one and if you do leave a review. Enjoy.
Passing On
Wodanaz appeared. The old shaman, Balor's grandfather, appeared before them all, evabon, thundercats, all of them.
"Do you all know who I am?" Those who did know him nodded, those who did not just starred at this old evabon with a single eye. "Balor is my grandson, he has found my eye and now I can die." Wodanaz held out a hand for his eye. "My time is over, it's been over for longer than any of you can imagine." Gard handed Wodanaz his eye. Wodanaz starred at his eye, long and hard he starred at it. Finally, he placed it into his empty eye socket. Wodanaz had both of his eyes now.
Everyone starred in shock as the old shaman faded away. He vanished and only the starry glints that were on his cloak remained.
Balor walked towards the glints only to back away when they started to move skyward. Everyone watched until the glints were just more stars in the sky.
A new day was dawning. Harapa had fallen in the battle and Sotark was dead. Third Earth could rest a bit easier. Mumm-Ra still lived but at least Sotark was dead.
The End
Join me on Monday for my next story "The Life of Balor." Until then read and review.