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The
’
thopter
began
rolling
off
to
the
left
.
Paul
focused
on
the
glowing
globe
within
the
attitude
curve
,
fought
his
craft
back
to
level
flight
.
Jessica
had
the
eerie
feeling
that
they
were
standing
still
,
that
all
motion
was
external
.
A
vague
tan
flowing
against
the
windows
,
a
rumbling
hiss
reminded
her
of
the
powers
around
them
.
Winds
to
seven
or
eight
hundred
kilometers
an
hour
,
she
thought
.
Adrenalin
edginess
gnawed
at
her
.
I
must
not
fear
,
she
told
herself
,
mouthing
the
words
of
the
Bene
Gesserit
litany
.
Fear
is
the
mind
-
killer
.
Slowly
her
long
years
of
training
prevailed
.
Calmness
returned
.
“
We
have
the
tiger
by
the
tail
,
”
Paul
whispered
.
“
We
can
’
t
go
down
,
can
’
t
land
.
.
.
and
I
don
’
t
think
I
can
lift
us
out
of
this
.
We
’
ll
have
to
ride
it
out
.
”
Calmness
drained
out
of
her
.
Jessica
felt
her
teeth
chattering
,
clamped
them
together
.
Then
she
heard
Paul
’
s
voice
,
low
and
controlled
,
reciting
the
litany
:
“
Fear
is
the
mind
-
killer
.
Fear
is
the
little
death
that
brings
total
obliteration
.
I
will
face
my
fear
.
I
will
permit
it
to
pass
over
me
and
through
me
.
And
when
it
has
gone
past
me
I
will
turn
to
see
fear
’
s
path
.
Where
the
fear
has
gone
there
will
be
nothing
.
Only
I
will
remain
.
”
*
*
*
