The Dark Tower (The Dark Tower, #7)

by Stephen King

so moving us a step closer to what you will not want to hear and I will not want to tell.

King's foreboding and foretelling

One sharp spear of glass pierced his foot—carrying his death on its tip, had he but known it, say sorry, say Discordia—but in his joy he didn’t even feel it.

Foreshadowing

it was this drunken weave that Roland would later blame in his bitter heart for the final outcome of that morning’s work—probably

Foreshadowing

but because now they are ka-tet for the last time.

Foreshadowing

She had brought grace to his life.

Susannah

Half an hour at least three days long passed in this fashion.