Hell freezes over. Heaven heats up. A resort springs to life on the banks of the River Styx and souls don’t want to move on.
Nothing scares our intrepid immortals—except a run-in with a scissor-wielding Fate after messing up the Great Tapestry. She’s the only one capable of cutting their Life Threads.
It’s just another day in Purgatory for Death and Chronos as they sort through the mayhem and keep the universe from spinning out of control. Be sure to bring along your helmet. You never know when Death might offer you a ride on his Harley.
Step into their world. The afterlife will never be the same.
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About the Author
River Fairchild is somewhat odd, brandishes a dry sense of humor, owned by several cats. Lives in a fantasy world. A fabricator of magic. Makes stuff up and spins tales about it. Believes in Faerie crossings and never staying in one place for very long. Speculative Fiction wordsmith. The secret to her stories? Spread lies, blend in truths, add a pinch of snark and a dash of tears. Escape into her world. She left the porch light on so you can find your way down the rabbit hole.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Those of us who are addicted to the antics of River Fairchild’s immortals Death and Chronos, otherwise known as Thanatos and Time, will gladly welcome Just Another Day in Purgatory. Once again, the two old friends go from scrape to scrape with such other immortals as Gaia, War, Evil and Atropos, the fate whose “giant pair of scissors” or “abhorred shears” cut the thread of life. But a few unusual mortals such as the “irresistible” Jezebel and the haughty Jeeves play their parts to keep the fun and games going. One of the most enjoyable features of Fairchild’s Death and Chronos stories is the endless wordplay. When the guys decide to pay a visit to hell on Death’s Harley, Death says, “Even though we have the best of intentions, we’ll take the unpaved road.” And the music from Death’s sound system is, of course, the theme song from Death Takes a Holiday. Once again, Death loses the peanuts he loves in Chronos’ “anachronistic” gold-shag carpet. “Don’t fret,” Death says to Chronos during one crisis. “Time is on our side.” Death later says, “I’m neutral. Nobody escapes me in the end. I say live and let live.” After our heroes are forced to escape through Gaia’s carnivorous flower garden, Chronos needs to treat the bites on his legs. “Good thing the flowers weren’t taller,” he decides. Thank you, River Fairchild, for more Death and Chronos.