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"
No
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
It
’
s
okay
.
It
’
s
my
choice
.
"
"
Well
?
"
roared
Anubis
.
"
I
want
to
rest
now
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
That
’
s
what
I
want
.
I
want
nothing
.
No
heaven
,
no
hell
,
no
anything
.
Just
let
it
end
.
"
"
You
’
re
certain
?
"
asked
Thoth
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
Shadow
.
Mr
.
Jacquel
opened
the
last
door
for
Shadow
,
and
behind
that
door
there
was
nothing
.
Not
darkness
.
Not
even
oblivion
.
Only
nothing
.
Shadow
accepted
it
,
completely
and
without
reservation
,
and
he
walked
through
the
door
into
nothing
with
a
strange
fierce
joy
.
Everything
is
upon
a
great
scale
upon
this
continent
.
The
rivers
are
immense
,
the
climate
violent
in
heat
and
cold
,
the
prospects
magnificent
,
the
thunder
and
lightning
tremendous
.
The
disorders
incident
to
the
country
make
every
constitution
tremble
.
Our
own
blunders
here
,
our
misconduct
,
our
losses
,
our
disgraces
,
our
ruin
,
are
on
a
great
scale
.
—
LORD
CARLISLE
,
TO
GEORGE
SELWYN
,
1778
The
most
important
place
in
the
southeastern
United
States
is
advertised
on
hundreds
of
aging
barn
-
roofs
across
Georgia
and
Tennessee
and
up
into
Kentucky
.
On
a
winding
road
through
a
forest
a
driver
will
pass
a
rotting
red
barn
,
and
see
,
painted
on
its
roof
