The Gunslinger – Favorite Part

He dreamed. The universe was void. Nothing moved. Nothing was. The gunslinger drifted, bemused. “Let us have light,” the voice of the man in black said nonchalantly, and there was light. The gunslinger thought in a detached way that the light was good. “Now darkness overhead with stars in it. Water down below.” It happened. HeContinue reading “The Gunslinger – Favorite Part”