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The Necromancer Prince's Journey Across The Stars

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WARNING: Somewhat mature, has occasional coarse language and violence, lots of talk about death and loss.

The first entry in my third short story series, The Necromancer Prince!

Out beyond the Twelve Worlds of humanity's far future, in the boundary realm between life and death, there lies the Halls of Memento Mori, home to Janus Coinblack, The Thirteenth Necromancer Prince. Scion of Sovereign Death, Duke of the Crepuscular Court, Keeper of the Hellhounds, he watches over the spirits crossing between the world of the living and eternal oblivion with his Scythebearer Carmen Salazar and his sentient Gateway Dorian Avery.

One night, Sovereign Death comes to Prince Janus in a dream, demanding he come to the Silent Court and carry out an urgent mission. A journey across the realms of life, death, time and space ensues as Prince Janus and his servants seek out something of great value that may be lost forever...All Rights Reserved

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