This entry is more info for my fellow Dark Tower fans than anything else. I know that some people have noticed my DT related works and are really interested in finding out more. About me and the tower so here is some background info.


How did I find the Ka-Tet??
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There was something in my cellar.

There was a hole in the wall, a hole as big as a coin. Then the spill of sand stopped. The groaning ceased, but there was a sound of steady, labored breathing.

“Who are you?” I asked.
No answer.

And in the High Speech, my voice filling with the old thunder of command, I demanded: “Who are you, Demon? Speak, if you would speak. My time is short; my hands lose patience.”

“Go slow,” a dragging, clotted voice said from within the wall. And the I felt the dreamlike terror deepen and grow almost solid. It was the voice of ChibiMethos, the Deviant Art Dark-Tower Administrator from the town of Tull. Fathoms seemed to swim by my eyes, descending.

“Go find The Ka-Tet, gunslinger. While you travel without The Ka-Tet, the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket."

“What do you mean? Speak on!”

"You can find them on Deviant Art Gunslinger, You will find them...alone." I thought of the boy "Just take the doorway, this is all I can say...”

"Speak on Demon!” I screamed. But the breathing was gone.

I stood for a moment, frozen, and then got my feet moving. I did not want To do it, but custom was strict, inviolable. The dead from the dead, as the old proverb has it; only a corpse may speak. I went to the hole and punched at it. The sandstone crumbled easily at the edges, and with a bare stiffening of muscles, I thrust my hand through the wall.

I touched something solid, with raised and fretted knobs. I drew it out. and held a jawbone, rotted at the far hinge. The teeth leaned this way and that.

“All right,” I said softly. I thrust it rudely into my back pocket and went back up the ladder, carrying the last cans awkwardly. I left the trapdoor open. The sun would get in and kill the spiders. "Very well ChibiMethos" I said "I'll follow your path.


And that lead me here To the Dark-Tower Group


THE KA-TET
20 Members and Still growing
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All good things must come to an end, Constant Reader, and not even Stephen King can make a story that goes on forever. The tale of Roland Deschain's relentless quest for the Dark Tower has, the author fears, sorely tried the patience of those who have followed it from its earliest chapters. But attend to it a while longer, if it pleases you, for this volume is the last, and often the last things are best.

Roland's ka-tet remains intact, though scattered over wheres and whens. Susannah-Mia has been carried from the Dixie Pig (in the summer of 1999) to a birthing room -- really a chamber of horrors -- in Thunderclap's Fedic; Jake and Father Callahan, with Oy between them, have entered the restaurant on Lex and Sixty-first with weapons drawn, little knowing how numerous and noxious are their foes. Roland and Eddie are with John Cullum in Maine, in 1977, looking for the site on Turtleback Lane where "walk-ins" have been often seen. They want desperately to get back to the others, to Susannah especially, and yet they have come to realize that the world they need to escape is the only one that matters.

Thus the book opens, like a door to the uttermost reaches of Stephen King's imagination. You've come this far. Come a little farther. Come all the way. The sound you hear may be the slamming of the door behind you. Welcome to The Dark Tower.


Check out more on Steven King's Dark Tower Series Here: [link]

Well I have nothing else to saw only...

"Go than, there are other worlds than these..."


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Aug.6.2004