Jim Loney is a half-breed, of white and Indian parentage. He is thirty-five years old and lives in a small Montana town. He is gently going mad. Estranged from both his community and his Indian roots, Loney drinks cheap wine alone at night, trying to discover the origins of his despair. His dreams are filled with messages of doom, and they haunt his waking hours, chaining his very soul. Rhea, his lover, cannot console him; Kate, his sister, cannot penetrate his world,. And the old ones watch from afar, for they know when someone's eyes betray a terrible destiny. In this extraoridnary novel, James Welch explores the fate of a man who is a stranger in society, a stranger to himself. In spare, moving prose, Welch offers a harrowing portrait of noble, inevitable self-destruction.