The Secret History of the Evabon

by Jet556

From what could be called an apocalyptic battle was born the great shaman Wodanaz. From Wodanaz' want for a ring came a cycle lasting three generations. What comes from that, well that's the tale and you wouldn't want me to give it away.

9. Through the Storm

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Through the Storm

The scene changed and running across a forest path on a stormy night was a strangely familiar figure. He looked like Balor, the Balor that was Wodanaz's son instead of his grandson. And yet there was something different about him. He looked younger but was still grown and was dressed in a different attire. He wore a blue loincloth and a blue tunic and the way he ran, looking at his hands caused Gard to wonder what could have happened.

"Why does he stare at his hands?" asked Gard.

"There is blood on them." Replied Wodanaz.

"For what reason should a warrior stare at his hands for having blood on them?"

"It is innocent blood."

Gard placed his right hand on his jaw. Innocent blood on his hands! Now that was different. Innocent blood could cause one to be in quite a bit of shock.

"Who is he?" asked Gard. "He is not your son Balor."

"I have had more than one love in my lifetime. I have had more than one son." Replied Wodanaz.

"Then which is he? Certainly not Pwyll."

"His name shall remain withheld until he reveals his name."