But Phillipe Gaston did. The young thief they called The Mouse escaped through the cracks where the rats couldn't run. Running for his life and pursued by the Bishop's guards, he was saved by the sword-arm of the dark rider on the great black horse... Who was this fearsome warrior, silhouetted against the darkening skyline with the strange and beautiful hunting hawk on his fist... and why did he so fear the black fall of night?

Together they must journey towards a day of destiny... a day without light and a night without darkness, when the Bishop of Aquila must face the lovers he has cursed and the Evil One can claim his own...