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And
the
storm
was
gathering
.
*
*
*
When
law
and
duty
are
one
,
united
by
religion
,
you
never
become
fully
conscious
,
fully
aware
of
yourself
.
You
are
always
a
little
less
than
an
individual
.
—
from
“
Muad
’
Dib
:
The
Ninety
-
Nine
Wonders
of
the
Universe
”
by
Princess
Irulan
THE
SMUGGLER
’
Sspice
factory
with
its
parent
carrier
and
ring
of
drone
ornithopters
came
over
a
lifting
of
dunes
like
a
swarm
of
insects
following
its
queen
.
Ahead
of
the
swarm
lay
one
of
the
low
rock
ridges
that
lifted
from
the
desert
floor
like
small
imitations
of
the
Shield
Wall
.
The
dry
beaches
of
the
ridge
were
swept
clean
by
a
recent
storm
.
In
the
con
-
bubble
of
the
factory
,
Gurney
Halleck
leaned
forward
,
adjusted
the
oil
lenses
of
his
binoculars
and
examined
the
landscape
.
Beyond
the
ridge
,
he
could
see
a
dark
patch
that
might
be
a
spiceblow
,
and
he
gave
the
signal
to
a
hovering
ornithopter
that
sent
it
to
investigate
.
The
’
thopter
waggled
its
wings
to
indicate
it
had
the
signal
.
It
broke
away
from
the
swarm
,
sped
down
toward
the
darkened
sand
,
circled
the
area
with
its
detectors
dangling
close
to
the
surface
.
Amost
immediately
,
it
went
through
the
wing
-
tucked
dip
and
circle
that
told
the
waiting
factory
that
spice
had
been
found
.
Gurney
sheathed
his
binoculars
,
knowing
the
others
had
seen
the
signal
.
He
liked
this
spot
.
The
ridge
offered
some
shielding
and
protection
.
This
was
deep
in
the
desert
,
an
unlikely
place
for
an
ambush
.
.
.
still
.
.
.
.
Gurney
signaled
for
a
crew
to
hover
over
the
ridge
,
to
scan
it
,
sent
reserves
to
take
up
station
in
pattern
around
the
area
—
not
too
high
because
then
they
could
be
seen
from
afar
by
Harkonnen
detectors
.
