It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.

It lies behind stars and under hills, an empty holes it fills.

It comes first and follows after ever everyone

Everyone and welcome to the Stephen King cast One Man's Musings on the Works of Stephen King.

Each week I'll review one entry in the bibliography of Stephen King in the chronological order of publication.

And if you're listening to this review, please note that this is the second part of a two-part review

on the Dark Tower, Part 4, Wizard and Glass.

So if you have not listened to the first part, make sure that you go back on the feed, listen to Part 1, before heading on over here to Part 2.

So everyone that has listened to Part one already, here we go.

Part three, Come Reap, Chapter 1, Beneath the Huntress Moon.

King opens up this chapter with dread-filled passage after dread-filled passage. This isn't to say that there

isn't beauty to it, because there is, and King, having been a New Englander, knows the essence

of seasons. And this isn't something that I've spoken of much, not specifically in this regard,

but his work on crafting the seasons is impeccable.

It's more than just describing the seasons.

It's just capturing what they are.

I meant to talk about that in the insomnia review, but I just, I completely forgot.

See, in insomnia, he captured an aspect of the fall that you just don't really see popularized

much. Usually stories set in the fall

are always crisp, leaves strewn, or in the skeletal grips of the Halloween season. Insomnia

instead captured that breezy blend of a dying summer with a strengthening fall, where everything

is a mix of warm and cool, and everything seems to be on fire.

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