" Wyatt stopped before crossing the Mississippi River and sat next to the waters for a long while. He thought about its history and came to view it as a physical expression of the Dark Companion, bleak and inconsolable, and he wondered how many souls and dreams and passions lay inert in its depths. The mysteries hummed constant. "

― Foster Kinn , The Poet, The Professor, and The Redneck: How Men Die, How They Live