ONE
"Suze?"
"SUZE? HONEY? WE OUTTA MILK?"
"Heya, white boy- come down over here if you wanna talk to me. Cause I can't hear a thing when you yelling from all the way in the kitchen."
Eddie Dean walked into the living room- a big spacious hardwood floored space with long red curtains at the end of the room, behind which was a beautiful view of the lake. Before the lake, though, was a backyard of scattered green grass and evergreens. Beyond that, a small dock with a motorboat. On the livingroom floor was a deerskin rug that Eddie (and Susannah, who had actually shot the deer with no trouble) made. There was a long couch in the center of the room facing a TV mounted on the wall. After five monthes of being out of Roland's world, the house they had up in Lovell was already starting to feel like home. Susannah was settled on the couch with MTV on (which she thought was the greastest thing she'd seen since entering America again) and her new prosthetic legs lay on the floor, de-attatched from her stumps. Eddie gave her a wide grin, and then shook out his still wet black hair. He had just taken a shower and was dressed in nothing but a robe. There was some stubble of a beard on his chin. Suze muted the TV with the swipe of a clicker, and then turned her head to face her husband. In this world, it was official. A ring was on his ringfinger- and enscribed on it was a rose, the number 1999, and an ancient sandalwood revolver. When they had been arranged to be married, alternate Eddie hadn't said a word when Susannah made a request of what was to be carved on the ring. I think alternate Eddie had seen the same siguls in his dreams before meeting Susannah.
"Suzie, are we outta milk? Cause Jake eats only cereal eighty-five percent of the time, and I can't see any in the fridge. You want me to run out to Ezee Mart?" Eddie asked. Suze laughed- even after five mothes, Eddie still couldn't find his way through the refridgerator to get a gallon of milk. "What?" Eddie asked after Susannah started laughing, and then Suze broke out into howls of laughter that could only remind her of the notorious Detta Walker, whom she hadn't seen in monthes.
"You checked all the way in the back, honeybunch?" Susannah asked.
"Yeah, yeah, I did." Eddie said. "...Or call me asshole." He added after, stifling a grin. Suze gave him a doubtful look.
"Did you?" She asked. "Really? All the way in the back?" Eddie frowned. He turned back into the kitchen, and a few minutes later she heard him cry:
"Uh...Yep! FOUND IT!"
TWO
Jake was still in bed when Eddie found the milk, but when he woke up he would hound that Life cereal like it was a rabid dog thrown a large piece of prime rib. Boy (Alternate Oy. Jake named the odd dog "Boy" when he couldn't think of a good one.) At the moment was probobly dozing on Jake's bed, anxciously awaiting his departure from sleep.
Suze was usually up first, though, and sometimes she was still haunted by dreams of Roland and the dark Tower. And part of her wanted Eddie and Jake, hell, even Oy to remember the journey to the Dark Tower, in which more than half of the Tet died. Sometimes, only sometimes, she cried. She wanted to see Can Ka No Rey, oh lord in heaven did she want to, but she wanted this more.
Yet, there was still a feeling of emptiness. Like work wasn't yet done.
Could she still touch other people? Perhaps Roland- but he may be too far away. And what of Patirck Danville? And the Crimson King? Would the Tower still fall? Oh, god oh lord Mordred might have gotten them. But then again, no. Susannah felt as if Roland was still alive. She felt it. But he was in trouble, in some way. He was condemed. Suze tried to ignore these thoughts as Eddie appeared to give her a kiss goodbye- he was off to work at the Tet Corperation's Maine division- the company was setting up branches all over New England. It was odd how the corperation was in this world too- and Susannah had only heard about it from Roland. Maybe it was Susannah's idea of the Tet Corp. Plus, Suze was already starting to get an idea of what Roland's world actually was.
It was the future.
Based on going through the wastleands, she figured that sometime in the future the prim receeds and technology takes over. Then boom- nuclear holocaust and civilization resets itself, 1800s esk with a few futuristic things thrown in... and then you've got Roland's world. Then the Crimson King starts workin', and then time starts to grow thin as the world moves on.
Maine, Mohaine. You follow?
Suze found ti sort of interesting to think about. When Roland crossed the Mohaine, he was crossing the remains of what used to be Maine. By Roland's time, maybe thousands of years later... all life had gone from the state that probobly wasn't even a state anymore by then. And the mountains ofter the desert? The Appilachians, maybe?
Western Sea= New Hampshire/ Massachusetts coast?
Then, after that, are Shardik's woods and the forests of mid-world. Perhaps those could be Conneticut, Rhode Island, maybe even a little bit of inland New York and Massachusetts.
Lud is an easy one. That's New York City, baby.
Susannah shivered at the thought, though it was most definatley true. Then, the wastelands would be the American Midwest. Then Blaine would pass through where reality was thin. Susannah considered that every time Blaine made pilgrimage, he would end up in a different version of Topeka Kansas, from any where and when. Then, after going through the Kansas time vortex, one would come out at the edge of end world. The last bit of mid-west before the Rockies. That was where the Calla's were. Then, beyond was just desert... And Suze figured that Fedic in its former glory might- just might have been Los Vegas. After the nuke, who knows? Then again, after The Stand, who knows? Then there was the Rockies. Behind that was what are the White Lands in Roland's world. Well, who would've thought that the Dark Tower may lay in futuristic California? God damn, that's a lot to absorb. And Suze? She's sitting in a future desert.
THREE
Commala come come, the journey is not yet done.