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Ongoing, First published Jan 21
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In Ravenshollow, mysteries are never in short supply, and St. Aldwyn College stands ready to pass down the city's legends as though they were just another subject on the curriculum.
Disappearances and murders are not uncommon in this small town, but it is rare to see the ravens so enraged, so violently hostile toward its citizens. And in Ravenshollow, an angry flock of ravens is never a good omen.
It means the ravens have uncovered your darkest secrets and are preparing to drag them into the light.
After the disappearance of Eileein Reid-a model student of St. Aldwyn College-Detective Aodh Dunkeld, originally from Edinburgh, is forced to step into the ravens' most private lair to uncover what truly happened to the girl. She vanished on the night of the college's Halloween celebration.
The ravens, however, did not take kindly to the detective's intrusive presence. They do not enjoy restraint when they sense that someone may destroy yet another life for daring to disrespect them.
Eileein Reid's case unleashed far more than a handful of dark secrets-it awakened ancient myths and buried urban legends long hidden beneath the ground. It does not matter whether you are a citizen of Ravenshollow or a stranger passing through.
The ravens feel no empathy for anyone, and they keep the secrets of others clenched tightly within their claws.
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