Gentle Trickle is a young colt. A young colt that happens to be part of a family of necromancers. Most of his family is dead, but they don't act like the usual shambling, mindless dead. In fact, they act just as lively as when they were alive! They live by a strict motto, "Life is precious and must be protected. Death is inevitable, but not the end. Love those that live and honor those that have passed." Death comes to all, but life is short, why shorten it needlessly? Death is forever, why make it unpleasant?

But, what happens when all he believes in is questioned? When he is called evil by those that he vowed to help, deemed a monster by those who he swore to protect.

Rated Teen for Thematic elements later in the story

This is my first story, so any criticisms are welcome!