“The Jeep inched forward at a painfully slow rate, made all the more excruciating by the anticipation building in Artemis's chest. He could suppress it no longer. Could they at last be at the end of their quest? After six false alarms across three continents, could this wine-sodden healer be the gold at the end of the rainbow? Artemis almost chuckled. Gold at the end of the rainbow. He'd made a joke. Now there's something that didn't happen everyday.” AnticipationContinentsJokeQuestArtemisJeepFalse AlarmsGold At The End Of The RainbowUnusualness Book:Artemis Fowl Source: Artemis Fowl