The Amazon. The great, ancient, grandmother of all water, the river of rivers, the source of les sources. He came to Brazil because he had heard of the man-eating Siren who lurked in the bottom of pools, sucking in men who gazed, Narcissus-like, into her depths. It was the ultimate death, the culmination of a lifes work chasing watery specters. His Significance throbbed, swelling as he thought of such a splendid end. If she would have him, he would come.