Mean, moody and atmospheric - this is a compulsive murder mystery with wonderfully-drawn characters.
On the far side of the valley, the last rays of
the setting sun lit the western flanks of the
Witches in blood-red streaks, highlighting them in melodramatic three-dimensional relief. At any
moment, they might launch themselves into the air
on their broomsticks. No wonder the ancient
inhabitants of the valley had been in awe of them.
The rocky gritstone outcrops were a brooding and
malevolent presence at the best of times, their
shapes black and ominous on the sunniest day. It
would be easy for superstitious villagers to blame them for all sorts of evils and misfortunes.