In the Heart of the Fire (Nameless: Season One, #1)

by Dean Koontz

Life is a weave of infinite possibilities, though some are more likely than others.

Flying across the faces of the buildings, the shadows resemble dragons, as if Texas has gone Tolkien.

This is a world of wondrous beauty and deep mystery, of which he has considerable appreciation, and this awareness shapes him no less than life experiences shape others.

Certain events are lightly sketched on the future and can be erased. Others are woven into the fabric of all that is to come and resist being unraveled.

from the vast lonely vistas, he infers that there are no boundaries, no rules, that each man and woman is a hunter with hungers to satisfy, and that the satisfaction of them is the only good for which to strive.

Spiders react to his entrance, legs plucking gossamer harp strings without making music.

That is the only purpose of humanity: to deceive, to use, to dominate and destroy.

Jennifer is derivative of Guinevere, which is Welsh for fair.

“In days of old, a good king might reward one of his subjects for courage and service to the crown by having a trusted knight deliver a guerdon, a bag of gold coins.”

He heads east, from which every tomorrow always comes.