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“
Ishallnotfear
.
.
.
Cause
and
effect
:
he
was
alive
despite
malignant
forces
,
and
he
felt
himself
poised
on
a
brink
of
self
-
awareness
that
could
not
have
been
without
the
litany
’
s
magic
.
Words
from
the
Orange
Catholic
Bible
rang
through
his
memory
:
“
What
senses
do
we
lack
that
we
cannot
see
or
hear
another
world
all
around
us
?
”
“
There
’
s
rock
all
around
,
”
Jessica
said
.
Paul
focused
on
the
’
thopter
’
s
launching
,
shook
his
head
to
clear
it
.
He
looked
where
his
mother
pointed
,
saw
uplifting
rock
shapes
black
on
the
sand
ahead
and
to
the
right
.
He
felt
wind
around
his
ankles
,
a
stirring
of
dust
in
the
cabin
.
There
was
a
hole
somewhere
,
more
of
the
storm
’
s
doing
.
“
Better
set
us
down
on
sand
,
”
Jessica
said
.
“
The
wings
might
not
take
full
brake
.
”
He
nodded
toward
a
place
ahead
where
sandblasted
ridges
lifted
into
moonlight
above
the
dunes
.
“
I
’
ll
set
us
down
near
those
rocks
.
Check
your
safety
harness
.
”
She
obeyed
,
thinking
:
We
’
ve
water
and
stillsuits
.
If
we
can
find
food
,
we
can
survive
a
long
time
on
this
desert
.
Fremen
live
here
.
What
they
can
do
we
can
do
.
“
Run
for
those
rocks
the
instant
we
’
re
stopped
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
I
’
ll
take
the
pack
.
”
