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“Far down the corridor, an image-voice screamed: "They denied us the Hajj!" Jessica saw the slave cribs on Bela Tegeuse down that inner corridor, saw the weeding out and the selecting that spread men to Rossak and Harmonthep. Scenes of brutal ferocity opened to her like the petals of a terrible flower. And she saw the thread of the past carried by Sayyadina after Sayyadina—first by word of mouth, hidden in the sand chanteys, then refined through their own Reverend Mothers with the discovery of the poison drug on Rossak...and now developed to subtle strength on Arrakis in the discovery of the Water of Life. Far down the inner corridor, another voice screamed: "Never to forgive! Never to forget!”

Quote by Frank Herbert

Book:DUNE

Work

DUNE

Frank Herbert's 'DUNE' is a seminal work in the science fiction genre, known for its intricate world-building and complex political intrigue. The story follows Paul Atreides, a young nobleman who must navigate a treacherous landscape of political machinations and religious fervor. The novel is set on the desert planet Arrakis, which is rich in a valuable resource known as melange, essential for interstellar travel. 'DUNE' explores themes of religion, politics, ecology, and the human condition, and has been praised for its depth and philosophical musings. more

Author

Frank Herbert
Frank Herbert

Frank Herbert, born on October 8, 1920, was an influential science fiction author from the United States. His masterpiece 'Dune' is considered a classic in the science fiction genre and has had a profound impact on literature and society. more

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