These visions, as you call them, what do you see?
I see a tower, a man in black, and the gunslinger.
There’s another world out there. I know there is.
It’s you. You’re a gunslinger, right?
Why does the man in black want to destroy the tower?
Your world might be gone, but mine isn’t. You let that tower fall, billions of people die.
You clawing your way out of the darkness?
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. I shoot with my mind.
I do not kill with my gun. I kill with my heart.