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New Excerpt @Solsticepublish @Solsticeshadows

8/5/2015

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Far away in the palace, there was another rather emotional

person. Necromancer was in the midst of a fit of rage in his study.

He upended his worktable and scattered the papers everywhere.

A goblet of wine spilled on the floor. Picking up a chair with

surprising ease, he smashed it to the ground. His horrified

assistant, Mordane, stood in a corner and watched the tantrum with

the look of one who has seen the play before and still did not enjoy

it.

“I am so sick of this miserable existence—that I must serve that

ignorant slob of an emperor. He orders me around like a common

soldier. Fate must be teasing me. Otherwise, he would realize the

powers he is dealing with and beware.”

“To have but one day of freedom… I would take the stars in my

bare hands and smash his useless skull like a grape. With just a

moment’s reprieve, I’d turn his body inside out until only his

bones showed. Then I would slowly squeeze his heart in my hands

until it crushed under the weight of my fingers. Do you hear me?

Can no one grant me the vengeance I so rightly deserve?” His fist

slammed against the wall.

“What a joke this is! Somewhere someone must be laughing at

me. They must think this is a clever ruse indeed—that I could be

yoked like oxen and driven to do the most menial of tasks all these

years. And though the oxen hate the farmer, they must serve or

die.” He kicked at the papers on the floor.

Mordane stepped out of the corner and bowed before

Necromancer. “Master, there is no one laughing, and the only joke

is how foolish the Mandreans have been all these years in their

treatment of you. You will do the laughing, Eminence. You will

laugh when you are free again.”

Necromancer threw his head back. “Oh, to be free once again.

How marvelous it would be to go where I please, not to sit in this

vile dungeon and wait to be called to play court jester by a man not

even worthy of being one.”

His assistant tried to calm his master. “My lord, you are the

great Necromancer.”

“That is a slave name.” Necromancer screeched in a higher,

more sinister voice.

“Forgive me, my lord. Still, no being in the world could

compare to you. Your powers cannot be matched. As you always

say, your day will come and then all will shudder in fear of your

power. That day is not far off. You have waited so many years. A

few more will pass before you know it and…”

“But how long until that day comes, Mordane?” he said in

frustration. “I have been patient. I have waited and waited and still

I wait! I will not wait another year or another day. Mandrean must

die! I must free myself of this torture.”

Mordane knew his master was furious but also knew that there

was no way for him to change his circumstance any time soon. He

had heard the speeches before. In spite of the fact that each

instance sounded more desperate, he expected little more than for

Necromancer to eventually settle down with a cask of wine for the

night.

“You know the consequences you would face if you dealt with

Lord Mandrean yourself,” Mordane said while kneeling at

Necromancer’s feet. “Calm yourself or Mandrean wins!”

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