Dune Messiah# SciFiction - 星际浪子
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Oh, worm of many teeth,
Canst thou deny what has no cure?
The flesh and breath which lure thee
To the ground of all beginnings
Feed on monsters twisting in a door of fire!
Thou hast no robe in all thy attire
To cover intoxications of divinity
Or hide the burnings of desire!
-Wormsong from the Dunebook
Paul had worked up a sweat on the practice floor using
crysknife and short sword against the ghola. He stood now at
a window looking down into the temple plaza, tried to
imagine the scene with
Canst thou deny what has no cure?
The flesh and breath which lure thee
To the ground of all beginnings
Feed on monsters twisting in a door of fire!
Thou hast no robe in all thy attire
To cover intoxications of divinity
Or hide the burnings of desire!
-Wormsong from the Dunebook
Paul had worked up a sweat on the practice floor using
crysknife and short sword against the ghola. He stood now at
a window looking down into the temple plaza, tried to
imagine the scene with