*if Flagg's hit a weakness, Roland doesn't let it show. Like an animal knowing better than to show its wounds to a predator.*
I think I can manage it. Things have changed. I have something I didn't, before. And when it sounds from the top of the Tower, Gan willing, you, the Crimson King, and the rest of the Red will be cast back to where you belong.
That sounds very fine, Roland. But, like you, I must play my role. The story will not run if I don't! And that would be worse than your endless turning in place, the same betrayals over and over. So I wish you luck, say true. We will meet again, as always.
*what he doesn't say is that he is very much looking forward to having an opportunity to put a bullet in that traitorous eye himself. A fitting revenge for Cuthbert.*
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Some roles you do not choose, gunslinger. How did you fare as a father, for instance?
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He knew how to best to deal with the likes of you, wizard. He's human enough to remember the face of one of his fathers in that regard.
Moreso in this kas-ka Gan's inner world.
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I think I can manage it. Things have changed. I have something I didn't, before. And when it sounds from the top of the Tower, Gan willing, you, the Crimson King, and the rest of the Red will be cast back to where you belong.
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*what he doesn't say is that he is very much looking forward to having an opportunity to put a bullet in that traitorous eye himself. A fitting revenge for Cuthbert.*
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