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[spicetrance]

SKIES OF RUST

I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before.

Come feed the rain
'Cause without your love my life
Ain't nothing but this carnival of rust CODE BY TESSISAMESS

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[weirdingways]

[ Jessica does not answer the question with words. Instead a tight smile is given. Leto, of course, says such things. Paul and Bastila say such things in their own ways. The rest of House Atreides remains ever uncertain of her. A fair judgement as the Bene Gesserit say one thing and yet act another in closed doors. She, however, is faithful to her Duke. Her son. The woman before her that she thinks of as a daughter. ]

I will always be a student, as you will be. There will always be something to learn and something to achieve. Something to master. [ Her red eyebrows raise as if to make the point that such a conversation should not be held in the presence of the Supreme Reverend Mother. ] As for the future? Prescience is something that many are known to have. Even Reverend Mothers have it to a limited extent. I would imagine that you would know the basics of where your path for the future will lay after speaking with the Supreme Reverend Mother.

Paul... will eventually lead House Atreides and succeed his father. That much we all know.

[ She affords a smile and stands. ] Please, Bastila. You have more grace than many in the Landsraad. Now, go, get ready. I will see you at the ceremony.

[ She gestures for the woman to leave and folds her hands together.

They shake. ]