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Church and State, scientific reason and faith, the individual and his coress and tradition - all of these can be reconciled in the teachings of Muad&039;Dib He taught us that there exist no intransigent opposites except in the beliefs of men Anyone can rip aside the veil of Time You can discover the future in the past or in your own i this, you win back your consciousness in your inner being You know then that the universe is a coherent whole and you are indivisible from it -The Preacher at Arrakeen, After Harq al-Ada
Ghaniht froarves She didn&039;t like his round face and agitated eyebrows, his way of h his words were a hidden music to which he danced
He&039;s not here to parley with Stil, Ghani this confirmed in every word and movement from this man She moved farther back away from the Council circle
Every sietch had a roo hall of the abandoned djedida struck Ghanima as a craar&039;s band plus the nine who&039;d coarves filled only one end of the hall Spice-oil la The light cast wavering shadohich danced on the walls, and the pungent smoke filled the place with the s had started at dusk after theon for more than an hour now, and Ghaniarves&039;s perforh, but his arves was speaking now, responding to a question froar&039;s lieutenants, a niece of Harah&039;s na wo her an air of perpetual distrust Ghani in the circurant a full and coarves said "I&039;d not be here with this ar intervened as Rajia made to speak onceher as I aar&039;s voice carried growling undertones He was uncoestion that he return to his old status
"It doesn&039;t arves said "To be candid about it, I don&039;t believe she does I&039;ve been too long searching for you without finding you But I&039;ve always felt she didn&039;t really want you captured She was -"
"She was the wife of the rant you that he asked for it Might just as well&039;ve fallen on his own knife But this new attitude ser plain on his face "She forgives you! How reat show of asking divine guidance from -"
"You&039;ve only raised another issue" It was Irulan, leaning forward past Rajia, blonde head set off against Rajia&039;s darkness "She has convinced you, but she may have other plans"
"The Priesthood has -"
"But there are all of these stories," Irulan said "That you&039;re more than just a arves was beside hi e his features "Believe what you will, but I cannot go on with that wo she touches! I aainst ht: That, at least, was truth cohter "Ahhhh, cousin," he said "Forgive ree?"
"I&039;ve not said that" he raised a hand as Agarves threatened another outburst "It&039;s not for estured around him "They are my responsibility Let us consider for a moment what reparations Alia offers"
"Reparations? There&039;s no word of reparations Pardon, but no -"
"Then what does she offer as surety of her word?"
"Sietch Tabr and you as Naib, full autonoo back to her entourage or provide her with fighting ar warned "Is that understood?"
Ghaniht: No, Stil! No!
"No need for that," Agarves said "Alia wants only Ghani out of the betrothal proar said, his brows drawing down "Ghanima&039;s the price of my pardon Does she thinkhis seat
Gleefully, Ghaniht: He won&039;t do it Save your breath He won&039;t do it
As she thought this, Ghani behind and to her left She started to turn, felt powerful hands grab her A heavy rag reeking of sleep-drugs covered her face before she could cry out As consciousness faded, she felt herself being carried toward a door in the hall&039;s darkest reaches And she thought: I should have guessed! I should&039;ve been prepared! But the hands that held her were adult and strong She could not squirm away from them
Ghanilimpse of stars, and a hooded face which looked down at her, then asked: "She wasn&039;t injured, was she?"
The ansas lost as the stars wheeled and streaked across her gaze, losing theht which was the inner core of her selfdoe about prophetic insight, about the behavior which surrounds such insight and its influence upon events which are seen to be "on line" (That is, events which are set to occur in a related system which the prophet reveals and interprets) As has been noted elsewhere, such insight operates as a peculiar trap for the prophet himself He can become the victim of what he knohich is a relatively coer is that those who predict real events ence in their own truth They tend to forget that nothing in a polarized universe can exist without its opposite being present -The Prescient Vision, by Harq al-Ada
Blowing sand hung like fog on the horizon, obscuring the rising sun The sand was cold in the dune shadows Leto stood outside the ring of the pal into the desert He s sounds of people and animals The Fremen maintained no qanat in this place They had only a bare ated by the woile thing, easily destroyed by the storors of the spice trade, and adventure were a way of life here These Fre water, but they cherished an ancient concept of Freedoht
Leto adjusted the folds of the white robe which covered his living stillsuit He could feel how the sandtrout , he was forced to overcoer was cos swaan, adjusting, changing The sandtrout itself was changing, adapting But Leto, knowing this, felt himself torn by the old threads of his lost huuish with its ancient continuity shattered He knew the trap of indulging in such eh He kneell
Let the future happen of itself, he thought The only rule governing creativity is the act of creation itself
It was difficult to take his gaze away froe of the sand lay a few rocks, but they led the iination outward into the winds, the dust, the sparse and lonely plants and ani into dune, desert into desert
Behind hi prayer, the chant for moisture which noas a subtly altered serenade to the new Shai-Hulud This knowledge in Leto&039;s ave the music a sense of eternal loneliness
I could just walk away into that desert, he thought
Everything would change then One direction would be as good as another He had already learned to live a life free of possessions He had refined the Fre he took with him was necessary, and that was all he took But he carried nothing except the robe on his back, the Atreides hawk ring hidden in its folds, and the skin-which-was-not-his-own
It would be easy to walk away froht his attention: the splayed-gap wingtips identified a vulture The sight filled his chest with aching Like the wild Fremen, vultures lived in this land because this here they were born They knew nothing better The desertup in the wake of Muad&039;Dib and Alia, though They were the reason he could not let himself walk away into the desert as his father had done Leto recalled Idaho&039;s words fronificently alive I&039;ve never reedy Fremen now
A wave of sadness passed over Leto He was coe all of that, but at a terrible price And the ly difficult as they neared the vortex
Kralizec, the Typhoon Struggle, lay ahead but Kralizec or worse would be the price of asound of a child speaking: "Here he is"
Leto turned
The Preacher had come out of the palmyrie, led by a child
Why do I still think of him as The Preacher? Leto wondered
The answer lay there on the clean tablet of Leto&039;s er Paul Atreides The desert had made him what he was The desert and the jackals of Jacurutu with their overdoses of e and their constant betrayals The Preacher was old before his time, old not despite the spice but because of it
"They said you wanted to see uide stopped
Leto looked at the child of the palmyrie, a person almost as tall as hi eyes glinted darkly above the child-sized stillsuit mask
Leto waved a hand "Leave us"
For a moment there was rebellion in the child&039;s shoulders, then the awe and native Fremen respect for privacy took over The child left them
"You know Farad&039;n is here on Arrakis?" Leto asked
"Gurney told ht: How coldly measured his words are He&039;s like I was in the old days
"I face a difficult choice," Leto said
"I thought you&039;d already made all the choices"
"We know that trap, father"
The Preacher cleared his throat The tensions told hi crisis Now Leto would not be relying on pure vision, but on vision ement
"You needto Arrakeen and I wish to go as your guide"
"To what end?"
"Would you preach once s I&039;ve not said to them"
"You will not coo with you?"
"Yes"
"I&039;ll do whatever you decide"
"Have you considered? With Farad&039;n there, your mother will be with him"
"Undoubtedly"
Once more, The Preacher cleared his throat It was a betrayal of nervousness which Muad&039;Dib would never have perimen of self-discipline, his mind too often betrayed into ht that perhaps it wouldn&039;t be wise to return to Arrakeen
"You don&039;t have to go back there with me," Leto said "But o with Gurney"
"And you&039;d go to Arrakeen alone?"