About the book: year / There is such a profession - raising the dead. Just when entering the faculty of necromancy, remember: love to the grave may not mean at all what you think, the dead are also those who like to tell fairy tales, and digging from here until dawn is realistic if you are a trainee of a full-time necromancer. So what if it's a witch? Half of the dark blood didn’t sneeze either. And then HE happened - the master necromancer Kholin, my supervisor for practice. And away we go. Harpies, the dead, ghouls, ghosts, dark rituals and the side where there is no place for the living. And you know what? I hate digging.