The Dark Tower is over and done, and returning to it seemed odd. I wasn’t sure I wanted to read this book until I held it in my hands; starting it, once again, I was unsure. After finishing, I’m glad I decided to go ahead.
Three stories, slipped inside each other like nesting dolls, connected by common thread; a fairy tale, a remembrance, a framing story. The impact of it all on the story of the Dark Tower is slight, but it is all nicely tied up and presents a little insight. Also, a little conversation with a long-term friend is always nice, and ends with his comfortable voice echoing in your head.