When Eowen had been asked to play a final song he had rejected and turned into wolf form. Now he was chasing the surviving musicians, things did not look that good. The fact that even Celuien was running confirmed this. "Celuien! Kill him!" Shouted Thinlomien desperately. "Why me?" Said Celuien in the tone you use when you wish to see, 'Why is it always me? Why don't you do it for once?' "Because you're the ranger." Said Thinlomien.
"I protect. I don't kill." Replied Celuien. Thinlomien said nothing further, mainly due to the fact that she was running out of breath. Eonwe was fiercely close now. All he had to do was reach out and he would have had Nogrod in his arms but that would mean standing on his hind legs. Running was difficult on two legs when in wolf form.
Nogrod could not see anyone ahead of him. Thinlomien and Celuien had been in front of him but they seemed to have vanished. As he ran he risked a look over his shoulder. Eonwe did not seem to be chasing him either. He began to slow down a bit, came to a walk and then stopped running all together. He would have screamed as he was jerked behind a corner had someone not covered his mouth. He did not fight back though, he smiled instead. It was Rune. In fact they were all there, hiding from Eonwe.
It seemed like an hour to them but it had only been five minutes. "Do you hear that?" whispered Eonwe. No, they could hear... wait... there was something... music... from behind the shell...
All our times have come,
Here but now they're gone,
Seasons don't fear the werewolf
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain... we can be like they are
Come on you few... don't fear the reaper
take my hand... don't fear the werewolf
We'll be able to fly... don't fear the werewolf
I'm your man...
The battle of the bands is done
Here but now they're gone
Lyrics and music
Are together in eternity... lyrics and music
40,000 men and women everyday... Like lyrics and music
40,000 men and women everyday... Redefine happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday... We can be like they are
Come on music makers... don't fear the werewolf
Take my hand.. .don't fear the werewolf
I'm your man...
Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear he should go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
"LOOK!" Thinlomien gasped out. There, behind the shell, the panels began to move apart. There was a room, lit by candles. They began to move towards it slowly.
The candles blew then disappeared
They candles blew out. The room was now in darkness but the company did not stop, they pressed forwards.
The curtains flew then he appeared... saying don't be afraid
A man stepped out from inside. He looked... different. There was something odd about him. Not bad but he wasn't right. Something was... different.
Come on you few... and have no fear
They had broken into a run. Eonwe had found them and was in pursuit again. They were running towards the man. He did not seem right but...
The song cut off there. The world seemed to evaporate. They were all floating. They tried to move but they could not. They looked at each other. Eonwe was there too and he could not move either. They were free... but something was not right. There, ahead in the distance was a bright light and that man. That man, something was not right.
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Thinlomien was the first to see it. The man was Sleepy Cowell, no... now he was Glirdan... now he wasn't a he, she was Folwren. And then Diamond18 and then all of them and it was weird. That thing seemed to represent all the musicians who had died. "Immortality." A voice echoed. "Choose now. Do you wish to become a real star or drop back down?" Nobody replied. "Choose now or I'll make your choice." Came the voice again.
"Me! Me! Immortality!" Eonwe shouted out. "Very well. As for the rest of you." The figure snapped it's fingers and the rest of them
floated back down safely. They looked up and saw stars twinkiling bright in the sky. They made a count only five shone prominently. More than five had died and Eonwe too had picked to become a star. It seemed that he had been tricked. Only Menel, Glirdan, Macalaure, Folwren and Diamond18 had become stars.
Elsewhere Eonwe was bursting with excitement at the though of becoming a star. He looked longingly at the figure who again snapped it's fingers. This time there was not a floating sensation though Eonwe was moving again. In fact this time it hurt. Five stars had surrounded Eonwe and rammed into him leaving the rest of him rather uh... dead.
So ends our musical tale. The five who survived dropped out of the public eye and worked together to try and figure out what had really happened. Rumors of Menel sightings began to spring up and it seemed both Glirdan and Macalaure had made appearances at music contests. Folwren seemed to have vanished from mainstream but there were few who whispered her name. As for Diamond, nobody ever heard of her but she never faded. She was still there up in the sky watching over the world. Sparkling silently.
As for what become of Sleepy Cowell? We're not sure either and we don't think we want to or need to know either. Some things are best left undisturbed. Besides, the worlds a better place without him.