When, in the third book, we do learn the identity of the Blue Rose murderer, the information comes in a muted, nearly off-hand manner, and the man has died long before.
Fear and I were old buddies, despite my best efforts to the contrary.
Sometimes it is right to fear the dark.
Could you defeat a cloud, a dream, a poem?
Everyone wants to get better as they go along, but sometimes it's all you can do to stay consistent.
Wolf! Right here and now!