Summary: Excerpt: "Run your fingers through my hair, Kato," the daughter of God said. That seemed patently impossible. Nonetheless he gave it a try. His fingers snagged immediately, which drew a snicker from Lady Dusk. "I can't!" he said. "Try harder." With misgivings he tugged harder, feeling the daughter of God's head jerk. He was bound to pull out some hairs by the root. And then suddenly it all gave way, and his fingers glided freely through silken forests, tickled and caressed by the tenderest of blossoms and leaves. When he had finished a pass, he was puzzled to see it all spring back in place, once more a wild tangle. He passed his fingers through it again, and again, determined to undo it. And now he began to feel the subtle guidance imparted to his fingers, instructing them in subtle ways through complex equations that tugged at the very roots of his brain. There was a message being spoken here, heavily coded, buried beneath layers of subterfuge, but a message most definitely, that each pass of his fingertips further unraveled, so that he began to understand the hidden beauty of this woman, one based on logic and reason, a mathematical artistry that flirted dangerously close to truth but was too enigmatic and too mystical to fully embrace it. The adventure continues… Subscribe to Gary W Shockley Audiobooks in iTunes, or go to garywshockley.com to see more options.
