Newsgroup: it.fan.stephen-king
Titolo: ...ecco alcune news su Little Sisters of Eluria

Stavo cazzeggiando quando mi è giunta una mail da un friend americano su
novità di The Little Sisters of Eluria (TLSoE) eccovele:
Come avevo detto è contenuto in una raccolta di racconti intitolata
LEGENDS e mi ha spedito alcune info in inglese che posto qui di sotto
tratte da un sito (ma non mi ha detto quale, grrrrrrr!)
This installment of the chronicals of my quest for the Dark Tower was
written by Stephen King in a collection of short novels written by
various authors entitled "Legends".
 The story takes place in a village somewhere in Mid-World named Eluria.
It is situated in the Desatoya Mountains. The town on first appearances
seems quite common enough. It has on its High Street an inn, a couple of
saloons, a mercantile, a smithy, a Gathering Hall, and a house of
worship. Unremarkable in almost every way.
That is, until I enter its gates and come to find the town seemingly
barren.
At this point in our tale of my quest for the Dark Tower, I have not yet
reached the desert I must cross to find the Man in Black. I am in  my
late twenties, and Susan Delgado has been so many ashes in the wind for
quite some time now.
After being attacked by Slow Mutants, whom the mysteriously absent
townsfolk referred to as "green folk" in their registry, I awaken in an
unusual infirmiry. And I am soon to discover exactly how the former
inhabitants of this town came to be absent.
 I think you will find this to be a tale that is not quite so expected.
Perhaps this tale, one of so many that could be told of my journeys,
will help you to understand why precious little surprises or shocks me.
Perhaps it will give you further insight into my beliefs.
e ora prima di salutarvi un piccolo frammento del racconto, dopo
naturalemnte alcuni spoiler
...ah, dimenticavo...ho alnche la copertina del racconto oltre ad altre
immagini della serie, chi la volesse me lo comunichi!!!!!
bye
Penny
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The cross above its center was a bit unusual, but otherwise the gate was
a typical example of its type, a western commonplace which was not
useful but traditional -- all the little towns he had come to in the
last tenmonth seemed to have one such where you came in (grand) and one
more such where you went out (not so grand). None had been built to
exclude visitors, certainly not this one. It stood between two walls of
pink adobe that ran into the scree for a distance of about twenty feet
on either side of the road and then simply stopped. Closethe gate, lock
it with many locks, and all that meant was a short walk around one bit
of adobe wall or the other.
Beyond the gate, Roland could see what looked in most respects like a
perfectly ordinary High Street -- an inn, two saloons (one of which was
called The Bustling Pig; the sign over the other was too faded to read),
a mercantile, a smithy, a Gathering Hall. There was also a small but
rather lovely wooden building with a modest bell tower on top, a sturdy
fieldstone foundation on the bottom, and a goldpainted cross on its
double doors. The cross, like the one over the gate, marked this as a
worshipping place for those who held to the Jesusman.
This wasn't a common religion in Mid-World, but far from unknown; that
same thing could have been said about most forms of worship in those
days, including the worship of Baal, Asmodeus, and a hundred others.
Faith, like everything else in the world these days, had moved on. As
far as Roland was concerned, God o' the Cross was just another religion
which taught that love and murder were inextricably  bound together --
that in the end, God always drank blood.
...e questo è tutto...
aribye
Penny

Ok Penny, facciamo un patto: tu mi mandi tutte le foto che hai e io divento
tuo schiavo a vita. Ci stai?
Luca "Roland" Liguori      
tu...@tin.it
P.S. Grazie per le anticipazioni anche se non bastano mai.