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Winter, 1348. Plague ravages Europe and the necromancers’ power grows with every death as the people sink into despair. Some revel in society’s collapse while others take out their terror on innocents and spread the violence further. While his allies stalk the mancers using new weapons that can sever magic, Elisha draws the eye of Count Vertuollo, the master of Rome who seeks vengeance for the death of his son. Elisha pursues the trail of dark magic to the one place he never imagined he’d go: medical school. Enemies old and new unite to destroy Elisha’s reputation and keep him from the truth about the plague. The Church loses its hold upon the faithful, with riots in the streets as too many prayers go unanswered. A demon-haunted child, a secret magus who walks at night, a library rich with medical knowledge - any one of them might hold the key, but when one of his accusers ends up on the dissection table, Elisha’s education must come to an end. When the pope himself starts to believe the End Times are coming, Elisha faces a terrible bargain: save his beloved England, and let Europe burn; or risk everything on a spell that will either bring down the necromancers’ reign, or give them the means to rule forever.
In this final chapter of The Dark Apostle series, Europe awaits its apocalypse, and one man could shift the balance from disaster. In this time of saints and sinners, could he be the savior so desperately needed, or will he rise Elisha Daemon?
About E.C. Ambrose:
I passed a peripatetic childhood reading way too many books, and eventually writing my own little stories, either inspired by my life (such as it was) or by whatever I was reading at the time. I thought I would grow up to be an archaeologist which explains why I read The Last Days of Pompeii at the age of nine. I was fortunate to have a few teachers early on who encouraged my literary tendencies—including one who let me stay inside to read during recess.
When I discovered the Society for Creative Anachronism, a medieval recreation group, I delved more deeply into medieval history, becoming enthralled with the dark castles, bloodsports and social expectations of the period. I nearly went to Fordham University for Medieval Studies, but chose Stanford instead — then withdrew as soon as humanly possible (before I ever started, as a matter of fact).
By this time, my stories accumulated rejection slips faster than the DOW was rising, yet I continued to hope my writing would be the answer. I started work on a first novel during a summer writing workshop, and finally finished it some years later, while depending on the refuge of aspiring writers everywhere: working customer service and living with family.
A second novel, begun with a notebook full of world-building concepts and great ambitions, lies dormant in a file my computer can no longer read. But when I met Elisha Barber, I knew I was on to something. I have to thank a local workshop with Dan Brown (slightly before he became THE Dan Brown) for my approach to the new project.
Now I find that once I start reading history, science, sociology, I discover a dozen different stories hiding in the details.
I live quietly in New England with my family, where I have just found the right dog to defend the new apple trees from the local whitetail deer population.