In the Shadow of a Giant

by Jet556

On Third Earth there is a statue of colossal size carved out of a cliffside. Who made it and what manner of being it depicts, no one knows, but according to legend, on occasion, the statue breaks free from the cliffside and perambulates the world.

7. The Soul Stone

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The Soul Stone

Eventually, light could be seen at the end of the tunnel. It was a pillar, which fell upon a pedestal and upon that pedestal was a diamond shaped blue stone. As Gard and Davaak approached it, both had different reactions upon seeing the power stone. While Gard could only smile, Davaak took a step back upon getting a good enough look at it. To Davaak such things were unnatural, a method that some races used to make themselves superior to others. Such things were dangerous. They should have been destroyed. Could they? He knew not. He heard that the Devilry Lord himself had a stone such as this, but so did the Lord of the ThunderCats, whom he had unknowingly met once.

The Lord of the ThunderCats was good, but the Devilry Lord was evil, a demon pretending to be a god and the Labinnac could not see anything but the lie that he was divine. Davaak could weep for his people, blindly worshipping that demon, that creature that his family claimed descent from… An ancestry that filled Davaak with shame.

Davaak remembered the records of the days before the coming of the Devilry Lord, before the coming of Mumm-Ra as he was called. He remembered reading of a people not cursed with bloodlust, not cursed with a desire to eat the flesh of their fallen enemies, a people who worshipped something pure, something good, a people who did not go to war simply to kill… What had happened to his people? Wherefore did things have to be as they now were? Why did the Devilry Lord ever have to come down from the stars?

As Gard picked up the Soul Stone, he examined it. It seemed real, yet never before had he seen it, so how was he to know if this truly was the Soul Stone? It had to be, but even then, the question remained of how it had even gotten here in the first place. Life was strange, there was little doubt about that, but that did not answer how the Soul Stone had ended up in the possession of this statue.

Closing his fist around the Soul Stone, Gard watched as the light vanished and the tunnel took on a less eerie look. No darkness that Davaak's torch could not penetrate, no sign of anything other worldly, nothing strange, nothing evil. Was this it?