The Dark Tower I: The Gunslinger
Stephen King
The Dark Tower I: The Gunslinger
The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.
Stephen King • The Dark Tower I: The Gunslinger
He is too young to have learned to hate himself yet, but that seed is already there; given time, it will grow, and bear bitter fruit.
Stephen King • The Dark Tower I: The Gunslinger
The fire burned its steady, slow flame, and phantoms danced in its incandescent core. The gunslinger did not see. The two patterns, art and craft, were welded together as he slept. The wind moaned, a witch with cancer in her belly.