Dune Messiah# SciFiction - 星际浪子
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Truth suffers from too much analysis.
-Ancient Fremen Saying
"Reverend Mother, I shudder to see you in such
circumstances," Irulan said.
She stood just inside the cell door, measuring the
various capacities of the room in her Bene Gesserit way. It
was a three-meter cube carved with cutterays from the veined
brown rock beneath Paul's Keep. For furnishings, it
contained one flimsy basket chair occupied now by the
Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam, a pallet with a brown
cover upon which ha
-Ancient Fremen Saying
"Reverend Mother, I shudder to see you in such
circumstances," Irulan said.
She stood just inside the cell door, measuring the
various capacities of the room in her Bene Gesserit way. It
was a three-meter cube carved with cutterays from the veined
brown rock beneath Paul's Keep. For furnishings, it
contained one flimsy basket chair occupied now by the
Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam, a pallet with a brown
cover upon which ha