… and as the last of the Harkonnen raiders lay dying upon the sands, Alia yawned a tiny yawn and walked back to the sietch, careful not to let her feet fall into a rhythm that would bring the worms back. “Goodnight, Dune!” she said as she off-handedly flicked the blood from her crysknife.
… and as the last of the Harkonnen raiders lay dying upon the sands, Alia yawned a tiny yawn and walked back to the sietch, careful not to let her feet fall into a rhythm that would bring the worms back. “Goodnight, Dune!” she said as she off-handedly flicked the blood from her crysknife.