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This
wasn
’
t
exactly
how
they
did
it
at
the
Bene
Gesserit
school
,
she
knew
.
No
one
had
ever
introduced
her
to
the
mysteries
of
it
,
but
she
knew
.
The
end
result
was
the
same
.
Jessica
sensed
the
daughter
-
mote
still
touching
her
inner
awareness
,
probed
it
without
response
.
A
terrible
sense
of
loneliness
crept
through
Jessica
in
the
realization
of
what
had
happened
to
her
.
She
saw
her
own
life
as
a
pattern
that
had
slowed
and
all
life
around
her
speeded
up
so
that
the
dancing
interplay
became
clearer
.
The
sensation
of
mote
-
awareness
faded
slightly
,
its
intensity
easing
as
her
body
relaxed
from
the
threat
of
the
poison
,
but
still
she
felt
that
other
mote
,
touching
it
with
a
sense
of
guilt
at
what
she
had
allowed
to
happen
to
it
.
I
did
it
,
my
poor
,
unformed
,
dear
little
daughter
,
I
brought
you
into
this
universe
and
exposed
your
awareness
to
all
its
varieties
without
any
defenses
.
A
tiny
outflowing
of
love
-
comfort
,
like
a
reflection
of
what
she
had
poured
into
it
,
came
from
the
other
mote
.
Before
Jessica
could
respond
,
she
felt
the
adab
presence
of
demanding
memory
.
There
was
something
that
needed
doing
.
She
groped
for
it
,
realizing
she
was
being
impeded
by
a
muzziness
of
the
changed
drug
permeating
her
senses
.
I
could
change
that
,
she
thought
.
I
could
take
away
the
drug
action
and
make
it
harmless
.
But
she
sensed
this
would
be
an
error
.
