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>As Rebecca fell, her brief life flashed before her eyes.  Her childhood and friends… her horrible father who only came home when he felt like it and beat her, even when she just tried to make him proud…  her wonderful mother who took many of the beatings for her…  Seeing the king that first night at the head of the armies before her mother forced her to finish closing the curtains…  Her questioning the gods' wishes as she wondered how to introduce herself to the man who had saved her in more ways than he knew… gathering the courage to offer herself to him… The fighting on the wall and the arrows launched against their foes…  The joy at the removal of her father from her life and soul for all of eternity…  The confession of her vision and love she felt from him…  </p>

<p>'And now it's over.'  She thought, her mind moving faster in her final moments.  She closed her eyes, breathing deeply and hoping that Gerald would make her a Vampress or something…  </p>

The Calming