The Dark Tower Bot

Hi there, Constant Readers. It's been a while. The skies are much bluer these days. Hope to see you there! bsky.app/profile/darktowerbo… All things serve the beam!

On this day, 26 years ago, Stephen King was hit by a car. On this level of the Tower, anyway. On another, a boy named Jake pushed him out of the way. This act of service to Ka was his last. Hile, Jake! Hile, Gunslinger! May he have peace in the Clearing.

-"The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed."

And will I tell you that these three lived happily ever after? I will not, for no one ever does. But there was happiness. And they did live.

"Also, I suppose I wanted to say goodbye to someone, and have someone say goodbye to me. The goodbyes we speak and the goodbyes we hear are the goodbyes that tell us we're still alive, after all." This is not the end. We'll figure it out. The wheel turns and so do we.

“But I was going into Tosche Station to pick up some power converters!”

"Did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn’t know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

Constant Readers, In honor of this account hitting 2k followers, I would like to share some of my favorite Dark Tower* quotes. Today, for the rest of the day, the bot will be manually operated. I am so glad so many of you enjoy this little bot. Long days, pleasant nights.

'Sit down, my dear. I think I have found a way to get you out of this country.' 'And back to Kansas?' she asked eagerly. 'Well, I’m not sure about Kansas,' said Oz, 'for I haven’t the faintest notion which way it lies...'

The stories we hear in childhood are the ones we remember all our lives.

The greatest mystery the universe offers is not life but size. Size emcompasses life, and the Tower encompasses size.

Commala-come-fo’! I can lay ya low! The things I’ve do to such as you You never wanna know.

All you imagined, no matter how wild it might seem, was no more than a disguised version of what you already knew.

And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear You nearly had me roped and tied Altar-bound, hypnotized Sweet freedom whispered in my ear You're a butterfly And butterflies are free to fly Fly away, high away bye bye

Fasten your seatbelts and prepare for turbulence: you’re flying into . . . the Roland Zone!

I come in the name of Cortland Andrus, he of Gilead!

The devil you knew was always preferable to the devil you didn’t.

Stick it where the sun don't shine, motherfucker.

The Tower. He would come to the Dark Tower and there he would sing their names; there he would sing their names; there he would sing all their names.