Yesterday had been... odd. Looking back, yesterday had actually been quite disturbing. Leto was quite certain he did not have any deeper feelings for the girl called Raven, and yet he clearly remembered being deeply in love with her the day before.

He could accept that his island turned him into a tree, or into a desert mouse. He could also accept ( Read more... )

Rain still made him uneasy. Perhaps it was both his own lack of experience with it combined with generations of Fremen ancestors. The sound of it falling on the roof of the cabin had woken Leto up early, and for some reason he had decided that facing the elements would be better than letting the noise make him restless. Wrapped in the long, hooded ( Read more... )