The Dark Tower (The Dark Tower, #7)

by Stephen King

“NOW COMES ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER! I HAVE BEEN TRUE AND I STILL CARRY THE GUN OF MY FATHER AND YOU WILL OPEN TO MY HAND!” Patrick watched him stride to where the road ended, a black silhouette against that bloody burning sky. He watched as Roland walked among the roses, and sat shivering in the shadows as Roland began to cry the names of his friends and loved ones and ka-mates; those names carried clear in that strange air, as if they would echo forever. “I come in the name of Steven Deschain, he of Gilead! “I come in the name of Gabrielle Deschain, she of Gilead! “I come in the name of Cortland Andrus, he of Gilead! “I come in the name of Cuthbert Allgood, he of Gilead! “I come in the name of Alain Johns, he of Gilead! “I come in the name of Jamie DeCurry, he of Gilead! “I come in the name of Vannay the Wise, he of Gilead! “I come in the name of Hax the Cook, he of Gilead! “I come in the name of David the hawk, he of Gilead and the sky! “I come in the name of Susan Delgado, she of Mejis! “I come in the name of Sheemie Ruiz, he of Mejis! “I come in the name of Pere Callahan, he of Jerusalem’s Lot, and the roads! “I come in the name of Ted Brautigan, he of America! “I come in the name of Dinky Earnshaw, he of America! “I come in the name of Aunt Talitha, she of River Crossing, and will lay her cross here, as I was bid! “I come in the name of Stephen King, he of Maine! “I come in the name of Oy, the brave, he of Mid-World! “I come in the name of Eddie Dean, he of New York!...