The Dark Tower (series)
The Dark Tower is a series of books written by American author Stephen King, which incorporates themes from multiple genres, including dark fantasy, science fantasy, horror, and Western. It describes a "gunslinger" and his quest toward a tower, the nature of which is both physical and metaphorical. King has described the series as his magnum opus. In addition to the eight novels of the series proper that comprise 4,250 pages, many of King's other books relate to the story, introducing concepts and characters that come into play as the series progresses. A series of prequel comics followed the completion of the novels.
The series was chiefly inspired by the poem "Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came" by Robert Browning, whose full text was included in the final volume's appendix. In the preface to the revised 2003 edition of The Gunslinger, King also identifies The Lord of the Rings, Arthurian Legend, and The Good, the Bad and the Ugly as inspirations. He identifies Clint Eastwood's "Man with No Name" character as one of the major inspirations for the protagonist, Roland Deschain. King's style of location names in the series, such as Mid-World, and his development of a unique language abstract to our own (High Speech), are also influenced by J. R. R. Tolkien's work.
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On The Run
by: Tea For Two(S. Weber/M. Schumpelt/J.O. Soerup)
see the old man
see the child in front
wondering'bout what's heaven
and don't forget reality
dream, feel it and fly away...
where did you start
how could you forget
you heard the voice
you got this feeling
you know we'll hurt you so join the cage
and believe in what we said
where did you come from
how could you forget
you're just a puppet
so join the cage
instead you're showing us feelings
try to be a man
how could you forget, you're on the run
where are those who prayed the lies
where are those who get the prize
where are those who named the prophets
let me get out of here
I'm sitting on the edge of a lake
still watching that moon and the clouds
still staring
still smoking another cigarrette and I know
maybe I am a looser, oh, maybe I am the looser