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Book Three: The Prophet
Thefuture—thegray-cloud-future-withitsfeelingthattheentireuniverserolledtowardaboilingnexushungaroundhimlikeaphantomworld.
Imustseeit,hethought.
Hisbodyhadslowlyacquiredacertainspicetolerancethatmadeprescientvisionsfewerandfewer...dimmeranddimmer.Thesolutionappearedobvioustohim.
Iwilldrownthemaker.WewillseenowwhetherI’mtheKwisatzHaderachwhocansurvivethetestthattheReverendMothershavesurvived.
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AnditcametopassinthethirdyearoftheDesertWarthatPaul-Muad’DiblayaloneintheCaveofBirdsbeneaththekiswahangingsofaninnercell.
Andhelayasonedead,caughtupintherevelationoftheWaterofLife,hisbeingtranslatedbeyondtheboundariesoftimebythepoisonthatgiveslife.ThuswastheprophecymadetruethattheLisanalGaibmightbebothdeadandalive.
—“CollectedLegendsofArrakis”bythe
PrincessIrulan
CHANICAMEupoutoftheHabbanyabasininthepredawndarkness,hearingthe‘thopterthathadbroughtherfromthesouthgowhir-whirringofftoahidingplaceinthevastness.Aroundher,theescortkeptitsdistance,fanningoutintotherocksoftheridgetoprobefordangers—andgivingthemateofMuad’Dib,themotherofhisfirstborn,thethingshehadrequested:amomenttowalkalone.
Whydidhesummonme?sheaskedherself.HetoldmebeforethatImustremaininthesouthwithlittleLetoandAlia.
Shegatheredherrobeandleapedlightlyupacrossabarrierrockandontotheclimbingpaththatonlythedesert-trainedcouldrecognizeinthedarkness.
