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Book Two: Muad‘dib
Aviolentcalamityofcolorspilledovertheskyasthesundippedbeneaththehorizon.
“Itistime!”
ThevoicewasStilgar’sringinginthecavern.“Jamis’weaponhasbeenkilled.JamishasbeencalledbyHim,byShai-hulud,whohasordainedthephasesforthemoonsthatdailywaneand—intheend—appearasbentandwitheredtwigs.”Stilgar’svoicelowered.“ThusitiswithJamis.”
Silencefelllikeablanketonthecavern.
Jessicasawthegray-shadowmovementofStilgarlikeaghostfigurewithinthedarkinnerreaches.Sheglancedbackatthebasin,sensingthecoolness.
“ThefriendsofJamiswillapproach,”Stilgarsaid.
MenmovedbehindJessica,droppingacurtainacrosstheopening.Asingleglowglobewaslightedoverheadfarbackinthecave.Itsyellowglowpickedoutaninflowingofhumanfigures.Jessicaheardtherustlingoftherobes.
Chanitookastepawayasthoughpulledbythelight.
JessicabentclosetoPaul’sear,speakinginthefamilycode:“Followtheirlead;doastheydo.ItwillbeasimpleceremonytoplacatetheshadeofJamis.”
Itwillbemorethanthat,Paulthought.Andhefeltawrenchingsensationwithinhisawarenessasthoughheweretryingtograspsomethinginmotionandrenderitmotionless.
ChaniglidedbacktoJessica’sside,tookherhand.“Come,Sayyadina.Wemustsitapart.”
Paulwatchedthemmoveoffintotheshadows,leavinghimalone.Hefeltabandoned.
Themenwhohadfixedthecurtaincameupbesidehim.
“Come,Usul.
