Childe roland to the dark tower came
Suppose that all worlds, all universes, met at a single nexus, a single pylon, a Tower. And within it, a stairway, perhaps rising to the Godhead itself. Would you dare climb to the top, gunslinger? Could it be that somewhere above all of endless reality, there exists a room?…
“You dare not.”
And in the gunslinger’s mind, those words echoed: You dare not.
If it’s ka it’ll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cyclone
—Stephen King, Wizard and Glass