Yet a tiny mouse is enough to bring him down, a mouse that chances upon a grain of Dragon Sand behind Peter's shelves and dies crying tears of fire and belching gray smoke. Roland's time is nearly over, though, and young Prince Peter, tall and handsome, the measure of a king in all ways, stands to inherit the realm. Through the spyhole it conceals, the court magician observes King Roland-old, weak, yet still a king. In four hundred years, he has walked it many times, in many guises, but now the passage serves its true purpose. The passage through the castle is dim, sensed by few and walked by only one.
A tale of archetypal heroes and sweeping adventures, of dragons and princes and evil wizards-as only Stephen King can tell it!
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