Publisher's Synopsis
In the somber embrace of perpetual twilight, where shadows dance with the macabre, I tread the worn cobblestone streets of Ravenshade village. The air hangs heavy with despair, and the rain, relentless in its melancholy cadence, weeps for the tales whispered among dilapidated cottages. A village of antiquity, haunted by its history, Ravenshade is a sepulcher for dreams, and its impoverished streets echo the silent screams of the forsaken.