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Book Two: Muad‘dib
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Paulreleasedherhand,crossedtotheornithopter’sleftdoor,openedit,andsecuredhispackintherear.“Thisship’sproximitymasked,”hesaid.
“Instrumentpanelhasremotedoorcontrol,lightcontrol.EightyyearsundertheHarkonnenstaughtthemtobethorough.”
Jessicaleanedagainstthecraft’sotherside,catchingherbreath.
“TheHarkonnenswillhaveacoveringforceoverthisarea,”shesaid.
“They’renotstupid.”Sheconsideredherdirectionsense,pointedright.“Thestormwesawisthatway.”
Paulnodded,fightinganabruptreluctancetomove.Heknewitscause,butfoundnohelpintheknowledge.Somewherethisnighthehadpassedadecision-nexusintothedeepunknown.Heknewthetime-areasurroundingthem,butthehere-and-nowexistedasaplaceofmystery.Itwasasthoughhehadseenhimselffromadistancegooutofsightdownintoavalley.Ofthecountlesspathsupoutofthatvalley,somemightcarryaPaulAtreidesbackintosight,butmanywouldnot.
“Thelongerwewaitthebetterpreparedthey’llbe,”Jessicasaid.
“Getinandstrapyourselfdown,”hesaid.
Hejoinedherintheornithopter,stillwrestlingwiththethoughtthatthiswasblindground,unseeninanyprescientvision.Andherealizedwithanabruptsenseofshockthathehadbeengivingmoreandmorereliancetoprescientmemoryandithadweakenedhimforthisparticularemergency.
“Ifyourelyonlyonyoureyes,yourothersensesweaken.”ItwasaBeneGesseritaxiom.Hetookittohimselfnow,promisingneveragaintofallintothattrap...ifhelivedthroughthis.
