Mark_Leopold

In a world of many magics, the lost and feared magic may rise again. Only Gerald will decide the fate of those long dead, in more ways than one. But will he destroy the established order and an army of lies, fables, and half truths before those in power destroy him and potentially damage itself? Or, will it truly be the Necromancers End...?

Warning: Contains references and themes of slavery, racism, sexism, murder, undead creatures, and references.

The Necromancer's End

<p>Rebecca didn't know how much time passed. Hung in the dungeon by her wrists, it was a feeling of constant pain. It amazed her how well she could see in the absolute darkness that surrounded her, including the comings and goings of the guards. She debated pulling in her magic to help but finally decided against it. She was too inexperienced and it could do more harm than good. Plus she didn't know any magic that could be of help to her in this situation.  Gerald had been taking it slow and steady with her, and she hadn't even raised her first Zombie yet.  (A sort of rite of passage into teenagerhood for young Necromancers according to Gerald)  Unbeknownst to her, she actually fell into the waking sleep of the Necromancers as she waited and time seemed to accelerate for her, despite the lack of change to her surroundings.  </p>

The Queen's Decision