[mithra is neither worshipper nor kin to alia -- she is something else, something Other, something that calls to the strangeness woven within alia's veins. like her homelander, like roza and caroline and wally, every other strange creature, every bright and shining thing.]
My planet is desert, sand, sun. There is no water save for what is held in the core of my Dune, save for what those who tread it's surface create, release, contain. We have never seen the sea, we Fremen, we of Arrakis.
Yet it lives in my bones, my blood. My father's family was of Caladan, planet of sea and storms.
Perhaps the water waits for us both. Sacred and unknowable. Water is life, is everything. There is no sea here, but the lake is beloved to me, even in the deepest winter. I would show it to you, if I may.
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My planet is desert, sand, sun. There is no water save for what is held in the core of my Dune, save for what those who tread it's surface create, release, contain. We have never seen the sea, we Fremen, we of Arrakis.
Yet it lives in my bones, my blood. My father's family was of Caladan, planet of sea and storms.
Perhaps the water waits for us both. Sacred and unknowable. Water is life, is everything. There is no sea here, but the lake is beloved to me, even in the deepest winter. I would show it to you, if I may.