Listen to the whispers floating in the air. One voice guides the hearts of those brave enough to listen. Join Mary Midnight as she walks down city streets, lonely country lanes, the sands between sea and shore, and the tides between worlds spinning just out of sight. She’s always there, just behind you. Careful, or you’ll see her.
Listen to her stories of the restless, the wicked, and those who dance in the shadows of the moon. Listen to her whispers, and see the morning sun. Ignore her and witness the last moonrise in this world.
