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Too many of my men will ne'er again feel anything. Pain is a small price to pay for living.
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― The Dark Tower: Fall of Gilead #5
― The Dark Tower: Fall of Gilead #5
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The hands pulled him forward regardless. The hands of the Tower knew no mercy.
They were the hands of Gan, the hands of ka, and they knew no mercy.
He smelled alkali, bitter as tears. The desert beyond the door was white; blinding; waterless; without feature save for the faint, cloudy haze of the mountains which sketched themselves on the horizon. The smell beneath the alkali was that of the devil-grass which brought sweet dreams, nightmares, death.
But not for you, gunslinger. Never for you.
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― The Dark Tower
― The Dark Tower
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