So I followed the pictures inside my brain, towards the dark place.
Green mountain slopes where Shepherd Jacob had wandered. He assiduously picks his way along the stony path. Lost his flock a few hours ago.
Through the Earth and Beyond:
Someone is watching with him, through a pair of cross-time eyes that strangely resemble those of his grandfather, James Hive-Maker, as Hive-Maker will appear at a singular moment in the (at that time) future life of Zoltan Abbassid.
At the end of this vision, Jacob finds himself walking again in a dark world, heading inexorably towards someplace that he cannot name, a planet with a waiting victim.