Audiobook - Dune, Chapter 1
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Dune By Frank Herbert. Book one Dune A beginning is the time for taking the most delicate care that the balances air Correct This every sister of the Bengals are it knows to begin your study of the life of Blondie. Then take care that you first place him in his time. Born in the 57th year of the Patricia Emperor Shah Adam the fourth and take the most special care that you locate Mahdi in his place, the planet Arrakis. Do not be deceived by the fact that he was born on Kaledin and lived his 1st 15 years there. Arrakis. The planet known as Dune is forever his place for a manual of mod ib by the Princess I Rueland. In the week before their departure to Iraq US when all the final scurrying about had reached a nearly unbearable frenzy on old crone came to visit the mother of the boy Paul. It was a warm night at Castle Kaledin and the ancient pile of stone that had served the trade. He's family as home for 26 generations, bore that cool sweat feeling it acquired before a change in the weather. The old woman was let in by the side door down the vaulted passage by Paul's room, and she was allowed a moment to peer in at him, where he lay in his bed by the half light of a suspense sir lamp dimmed and hanging near the floor, the awakened boy could see a bulky female shape at his door, standing one step ahead of his mother. The old woman was a witch shadow, hair like matted spider webs, hooded round darkness of features, eyes like glittering jewels. Is he not small for his age? Jessica, the old woman asked her voice wheezed and twanged like an un tuned Bala set. Paul's mother answered in herself, contralto the a trade ease air known to start late, getting their growth, your reverence. So I have heard. So I've heard we used the old woman. Yet he's already 15. Yes, your reverence, he's awake and listening to us, said the old woman. Slyly rascal. She chuckled. But royalty has need of slyness. And if he's really the quit sat hard rock well within the shadows of his bed, Paul held his eyes open to mere slits. Two bird bright ovals. The eyes of the old woman seemed to expand and glow as they stared into hiss