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.Remembering, he sensed his mental mosaic.It had become a jumble.Nothingfitted anywhere.Random pieces that probably did not go together at all.But they did!Mother Superior's voice continued in his memory.So there is more."People who know this go to the heart of it," Odrade said."They warn that youcannot think about what you're doing.That's a sure way to fail.You just doit!"Don't think.Do it.He sensed anarchy.Her words threw him back ontoresources other than Mentat training.Bene Gesserit trickery! She did this deliberately, knowing the effect.Wherewas the affection he sometimes felt radiating from her? Could she have concernfor the well-being of someone she treated this way?When Odrade left them (he barely noticed her departure), Murbella sat on the bedand straightened the robe around her knees.Humans can balance on strange surfaces.Movement in his mind: the pieces ofthe mosaic trying to find relationships. He felt a new surge in the universe.Those two strange people in his vision?They were part of it.He knew this without being able to say why.What was itthe Bene Gesserit claimed? "We modify old fashions and old beliefs.""Look at me!" Murbella said.Voice? Not quite but now he was sure she tried it on and she had not told himthey were training her in this witchery.He saw the alien look in her green eyes that told him she was thinking about herformer associates."Never try to be more clever than the Bene Gesserit, Duncan."Speaking for the comeyes?He could not be sure.It was the intelligence behind her eyes that gripped himthese days.He could feel it growing there, as though her teachers blew into aballoon and Murbella's intellect expanded the way her abdomen expanded with newlife.Voice! What were they doing to her?That was a stupid question.He knew what they were doing.They were taking heraway from him, making a Sister of her.No longer my lover, my marvelousMurbella.A Reverend Mother then, remotely calculating in everything she did.A witch.Who could love a witch?I could.And always will."They grab you from your blind side to use you for their own purposes," he said.He could see his words take hold.She had awakened to this trap after the fact.The Bene Gesserit were so damnably clever! They had enticed her into theirtrap, giving her small glimpses of things as magnetic as the force binding herto him.It could only be an enraging realization to an Honored Matre.We trap others! They do not trap us!But this had been done by the Bene Gesserit.They were in a different category.Almost Sisters.Why deny it? And she wanted their abilities.She wanted outof this probation into the full teaching she could sense just beyond the ship'swalls.Didn't she know why they still kept her on probation?They know she still struggles in their trap.Murbella slipped out of her robe and climbed into the bed beside him.Nottouching.But keeping that armed sense of nearness between their bodies."They originally intended me to control Sheeana for them," he said."As you control me?""Do I control you?""Sometimes I think you're a comic, Duncan." "If I can't laugh at myself I'm really lost.""Laugh at your pretensions to humor, too?""Those first." He turned toward her and cupped her left breast in his hand,feeling the nipple harden under his palm."Did you know I was never weaned?""Never in all of those.""Not once.""I might have guessed." A smile formed fleetingly on her lips, and abruptlyboth of them were laughing, clutching each other, helpless with it.Presently,Murbella said, "Damn, damn, damn.""Damn who?" as his laughter subsided and they pulled apart, forcing theseparation."Not who, what.Damn fate!""I don't think fate cares.""I love you and I'm not supposed to do that if I'm to be a proper ReverendMother."He hated these excursions so close to self-pity.Joke then! "You've never beena proper anything." He massaged the pregnant swelling of her abdomen."I am proper!""That's a word they left out when they made you."She pushed his hand away and sat up to look down at him."Reverend Mothers arenever supposed to love.""I know that." Did my anguish reveal itself?She was too caught up in her own worries."When I get to the Spice Agony.""Love! I don't like the idea of agony associated with you in any way.""How can I avoid it? I'm already in the chute.Very soon they'll have me up tospeed.I'll go very fast then."He wanted to turn away but her eyes held him."Truly, Duncan.I can feel it.In a way, it's like pregnancy.There comes apoint when it's too dangerous to abort.You must go through with it.""So we love each other!" Forcing his thoughts away from one danger intoanother."And they forbid it."He looked up at the comeyes."The watchdogs are watching us and they havefangs." "I know.I'm talking to them right now.My love for you is not a flaw.Theircoldness is the flaw.They're just like Honored Matres!"A game where one of the pieces can't be moved.He wanted to shout it but listeners behind the comeyes would hear more thanspoken words [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Remembering, he sensed his mental mosaic.It had become a jumble.Nothingfitted anywhere.Random pieces that probably did not go together at all.But they did!Mother Superior's voice continued in his memory.So there is more."People who know this go to the heart of it," Odrade said."They warn that youcannot think about what you're doing.That's a sure way to fail.You just doit!"Don't think.Do it.He sensed anarchy.Her words threw him back ontoresources other than Mentat training.Bene Gesserit trickery! She did this deliberately, knowing the effect.Wherewas the affection he sometimes felt radiating from her? Could she have concernfor the well-being of someone she treated this way?When Odrade left them (he barely noticed her departure), Murbella sat on the bedand straightened the robe around her knees.Humans can balance on strange surfaces.Movement in his mind: the pieces ofthe mosaic trying to find relationships. He felt a new surge in the universe.Those two strange people in his vision?They were part of it.He knew this without being able to say why.What was itthe Bene Gesserit claimed? "We modify old fashions and old beliefs.""Look at me!" Murbella said.Voice? Not quite but now he was sure she tried it on and she had not told himthey were training her in this witchery.He saw the alien look in her green eyes that told him she was thinking about herformer associates."Never try to be more clever than the Bene Gesserit, Duncan."Speaking for the comeyes?He could not be sure.It was the intelligence behind her eyes that gripped himthese days.He could feel it growing there, as though her teachers blew into aballoon and Murbella's intellect expanded the way her abdomen expanded with newlife.Voice! What were they doing to her?That was a stupid question.He knew what they were doing.They were taking heraway from him, making a Sister of her.No longer my lover, my marvelousMurbella.A Reverend Mother then, remotely calculating in everything she did.A witch.Who could love a witch?I could.And always will."They grab you from your blind side to use you for their own purposes," he said.He could see his words take hold.She had awakened to this trap after the fact.The Bene Gesserit were so damnably clever! They had enticed her into theirtrap, giving her small glimpses of things as magnetic as the force binding herto him.It could only be an enraging realization to an Honored Matre.We trap others! They do not trap us!But this had been done by the Bene Gesserit.They were in a different category.Almost Sisters.Why deny it? And she wanted their abilities.She wanted outof this probation into the full teaching she could sense just beyond the ship'swalls.Didn't she know why they still kept her on probation?They know she still struggles in their trap.Murbella slipped out of her robe and climbed into the bed beside him.Nottouching.But keeping that armed sense of nearness between their bodies."They originally intended me to control Sheeana for them," he said."As you control me?""Do I control you?""Sometimes I think you're a comic, Duncan." "If I can't laugh at myself I'm really lost.""Laugh at your pretensions to humor, too?""Those first." He turned toward her and cupped her left breast in his hand,feeling the nipple harden under his palm."Did you know I was never weaned?""Never in all of those.""Not once.""I might have guessed." A smile formed fleetingly on her lips, and abruptlyboth of them were laughing, clutching each other, helpless with it.Presently,Murbella said, "Damn, damn, damn.""Damn who?" as his laughter subsided and they pulled apart, forcing theseparation."Not who, what.Damn fate!""I don't think fate cares.""I love you and I'm not supposed to do that if I'm to be a proper ReverendMother."He hated these excursions so close to self-pity.Joke then! "You've never beena proper anything." He massaged the pregnant swelling of her abdomen."I am proper!""That's a word they left out when they made you."She pushed his hand away and sat up to look down at him."Reverend Mothers arenever supposed to love.""I know that." Did my anguish reveal itself?She was too caught up in her own worries."When I get to the Spice Agony.""Love! I don't like the idea of agony associated with you in any way.""How can I avoid it? I'm already in the chute.Very soon they'll have me up tospeed.I'll go very fast then."He wanted to turn away but her eyes held him."Truly, Duncan.I can feel it.In a way, it's like pregnancy.There comes apoint when it's too dangerous to abort.You must go through with it.""So we love each other!" Forcing his thoughts away from one danger intoanother."And they forbid it."He looked up at the comeyes."The watchdogs are watching us and they havefangs." "I know.I'm talking to them right now.My love for you is not a flaw.Theircoldness is the flaw.They're just like Honored Matres!"A game where one of the pieces can't be moved.He wanted to shout it but listeners behind the comeyes would hear more thanspoken words [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]