To the Can' -Ka No Rey Have I Come

On this day I have, finally, come to the end of a journey that has lasted nearly three years. It was a journey that was first traveled by another, starting in 1970, and finishing in 2004. Thousands, if not millions, of others have walked it before me, yet I don't feel that has diminished my own walking in the slightest; a walking through paths of paper and words. It is possible (even likely) that I will make this journey again sometime, though it will never, ever be the same as this first (I may pick things up that I did not before, and having walked it once, the same steps will not feel the same, of course, nor should they).

So now, I mark this moment, which has been long in the making, and will never come again (or will it?):

Childe Roland, to the Dark Tower, has come. Commala-come-come. And aye, it does me very fine. Say thankya, sai Stephen King, wordslinger.

Long days and pleasants nights.