A Gunslinger's Lesson

The Crimson King's hand reaches to us,
The Dark Tower fades,
The Valley of the Bloody Rose blooms.

The End is Near...

and so we start again.

I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I aim with my eye.

I do not shoot with my hand; he who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I shoot with my mind.

I do not kill with my gun; he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father.
I kill with my heart.

Eye, Mind, Heart.
The true weapons of a Gunslinger.

- Roland of Gilead, Dark Tower


On it.