We do not teach history; we recreate the experience. We follow the chain of consequences — the tracks of the beast in its forest. Look behind our words and you see the broad sweep of social behavior that no historian has ever touched.
FOUR BENE GESSERIT SISTERS WERE CHOSEN AS DISCIPLES TO THE KWISATZ MOTHER. THEY STAND IN PREPARATION TO THE ASCENSION OF THE KWISATZ HADERACH. AND BY THEIR BLOOD, THEY SHALL NOT FAIL.
deked is a much more amusing word than feinted and frankly I think I should be allowed to use it in a fic without feeling agonizingly and embarrassingly canadian
She is a Bene Gesserit.
I inherit their sorrow and their pain. I am surrounded by their greater plans, interwoven within centuries of schemes and desires that culminate through me, Eurydice thinks. I was born for this role, but I was not born with this hatred. I was not always so bitter.
She breathes in, sharply.
I wish I could mourn the girl I used to be, Eurydice thinks, because she died before she had a chance to live.