then suddenly huxor started muttering to himself , nowhere ... of course ... for nowhere lies between life and death ... out of nowhere we spring forth and into nowhere we return ... and what could be a clearer manifestation of nowhere than a world that can never be reached or known , and yet holds the power to let us live or perish ... and before wixelor could draw back , huxor had grabbed him by his shirt and was shaking him and raving , you must prevent this !