"Brian Herbert - Dune - Nightime Shadows On Open Sand" - читать интересную книгу автора (Herbert Brian & Frank)Garan operated the Bilar cistern's cleverly concealed spigot and refilled one of their empty
containers. No sense in letting all the water go to waste just for a practical joke on the villagers. file:///C|/3226%20Sci-Fi%20and%20Fantasy%20...20Nightime%20Shadows%20On%20Open%20Sand.txt (3 of 12) [1/3/2005 12:29:29 AM] file:///C|/3226%20Sci-Fi%20and%20Fantasy%20E-books/Brian%20Herbert%20-%20Dune%20-%20Nightime%20Shadows%20On%20Open%20Sand.txt "Do you know what this drug will do to them?" Josten asked. Garan shook his head. "I've heard plenty of crazy stories." "Maybe we should make the kid try it first," the sidegunner said. Josten backed away, raising his hands. Kiel took the container of worm bile and upended it into the cistern. The villagers would certainly have a surprise next time they all drank from their illegal water hoard. "Serves them right." Garan looked at the contaminated cistern again. "I bet they tear off their clothes and dance naked in the streets, squawking like dinfowl." "Let's stay here and watch the fun for ourselves," Kiel said. Garan frowned. "Do you want to be the one to explain to Rabban why we're late returning from patrol?" "Let's go," Kiel answered quickly. As the worm-poison infused the cistern, the Harkonnen troopers hurried back to their ornithopter, reluctantly content to let the villagers discover the prank for themselves. ┬╖┬╖┬╖┬╖┬╖ It is said that the Fremen has no conscience, having lost it in a burning desire for revenge. This is foolish. Only the rawest primitive and the sociopath have no conscience. The Fremen possesses a highly evolved world view centered on the welfare of his people. His sense of belonging to the community is almost stronger than his sense of self. It is only to outsiders that these desert- dwellers seem brutish тАж just as outsiders appear to them. тАФPardot Kynes, The People of Arrakis "Luxury is for the noble-born, Liet," Pardot Kynes, Imperial Planetologist to Arrakis, said to his son as the groundcar trundled across the uneven ground. "On this planet you must instantly become aware of your own surroundings, and remain alert at all times. If you fail to learn this lesson, you won't live long." |
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