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henlo good people!! i’m actually shrimpheaven over on AO3, and if you like leather and Dune and historical AUs where the only real thing that’s different from canonical human history is that the author finishes the trans-continental railroad about 25 years early, then HAVE I GOT THE FIC FOR YOU
(((stay tuned)))
Dune Mini Bang Sneak Peak #7
Title TBD
Pairing: Paul x Duncan
Author sonperior on AO3
Dusky sunrise filters into the well-appointed stagecoach where Paul sits, awake and introspective, upon a cushioned brocade bench across from his father. The interior lanterns remain unlit as the sky warms over the final miles of their journey into the Utah Territory.
Duncan Idaho rides his red dun mustang, Béxar, alongside the coach and its team of morgans, keeping an eye on the horizon. His long hair falls down his back, tied along its length with a leather thong in a familiar style he picked up in his time with the rangers in the spring of ‘36. All of Leto’s half-hearted attempts to domesticate - as Gurney often phrased it - his right-hand man have been mostly unsuccessful, and Paul supposes that they’ll be able to use a bit of that lingering ferity now more than ever.
Folks, they're saying I'm the most blessed under the heavens. They're saying I can't be harmed by conventional weaponry. I tell you no weapon turned against me shall prosper!