The Drawing of the Three (The Dark Tower, #2)

by Stephen King

“Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-check?”

One of these men had been a creature the gunslinger believed to be a demon himself, a creature that pretended to be a man and called itself Flagg. He had seen him only briefly, and that had been near the end, as chaos and the final crash approached his land. Hot on his heels had come two young men who looked desperate and yet grim, men named Dennis and Thomas.

We are going to fight. We are going to be hurt. And in the end we will stand.”

“Even the damned love,” he said.