A dry desert breeze blew through the
city of
Arrakeen. There was a hint of moisture in the air that would have been impossible a decade or two ago, but it was unnoticable to most, and especially to visitors, who would find the dry heat of the sun too much. The
palace, built in the centre of the city, provided plenty of shade, however, and soon the night would offer a rather chilly relief from the heat.
The gate leading to the 'thopter landing site was the entrance nearest to the portal, and this was usually the place where foreign guests were greeted. Visitors from every corner of the known universe came to Arrakis, and had done so ever since Muad'Dib's days, and those important enough to be received at the palace got their first view of the city here.
[ooc: For the visitors! Wait for OCD please. OCD is up!]