"They can only survive if they continue to increase the dependency of those who support them. It's an addict's dead-end street."
—HERETICS OF DUNE
Paul had arrived by bus, a grey man in a grey world, his presence as unremarkable as a scuff mark ...
2025-08-13 07:15:39 +0000 UTC View PostHey everyone! I’ve started rolling out the new chapter quotas for each tier. Here’s where things stand:
Tier One – Now gets 2 advanced chapters across the board(excluding fics on haitus). This is mostly sorted.
Tier Two<...
2025-08-11 21:13:58 +0000 UTC View Post“What senses do we lack that we cannot see or hear another world all around us?”
—THUFIR HAWAT TO PAUL ATREIDES
The first missile silo opened at 07:43:17 Central Standard Time.
In an abandoned barn thirty miles northwest of Amarillo, T...
2025-08-11 19:28:04 +0000 UTC View Post“Knowing where the trap is—that's the first step in evading it.”
—DUKE LETO ATREIDES TO PAUL ATREIDES
He led Lisa down the echoing corridor. Steel and drywall gave back their own faint tones as they walked: the broad hollow of the main hal...
2025-08-11 19:23:38 +0000 UTC View PostPaige woke before her alarm. Not because there was danger, or noise, or a plan that needed checking. Just because her body had learned the r
Paige woke before her alarm. Not because there was danger, or noise, or a plan that needed checking. Just because he...
2025-08-11 19:20:22 +0000 UTC View PostIt was a daytime soap opera, the kind of melodramatic garbage that mother had watched when I was a kid. A man in a suit was yelling at a wom
It was a daytime soap opera, the kind of melodramatic garbage that mother had watched when I was a kid. A man in a s...
2025-08-11 19:18:30 +0000 UTC View PostOutside, I checked the map. North building meant the longer bar of the H. I found the connecting corridor, then the stairs. Students moved
Outside, I checked the map. North building meant the longer bar of the H. I found the connecting corridor, then ...
2025-08-11 19:17:32 +0000 UTC View PostArcadia sat on a little rise above the streets, stone and glass and sun-faded banners, the kind of building you put on a brochure for “oppor
Arcadia sat on a little rise above the streets, stone and glass and sun-faded banners, the kind of building ...
2025-08-11 19:16:21 +0000 UTC View PostThe wind was a familiar roar in his ears, a chaotic symphony that Vhagar’s great leathery wings beat into a semblance of order. Below, King’s Landing was a sprawling collection of terracotta tiles and slate roofs, a beast of brick and timber huddled beneath the shadow of the...
2025-08-03 06:49:53 +0000 UTC View PostThe floating city stank of smoke and fear.
From the arched windows of the Sealord’s manse—his manse now, at least in the reckoning of those who lived long enough to learn his new titles—Aemond watched dawn burn along the drowned streets. The canals below ran slu...
2025-08-02 20:26:54 +0000 UTC View PostHer mom looked weird, all flat and fake on the hospital bed, skin waxy under those shitty fluorescent lights that buzzed louder than anythin
Her mom looked weird, all flat and fake on the hospital bed, skin waxy under those shitty fluorescent lights ...
2025-07-31 00:52:08 +0000 UTC View Post
The latter half of the prologue underwent a somewhat significant rewrite to better define Paul’s role in this story. Additionally, part of the prologue will be separated and released as an independent chapter(Chapter One), as I feel it reads awkwardly when kept attached.
Th...
2025-07-30 02:58:13 +0000 UTC View PostOf Blood and Duty – 20 | 20 | 2 chapters
The Golden Wyrm – 12 | 12 | 2 chapters
Refrain – 24 | 19 | 2 chapters
2025-07-30 00:45:20 +0000 UTC
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The morning did not announce itself. It accreted. Light bled into the clouds above the city—gradual, unceremonious. Paul fit himself to this
"The willow submits to the wind and prospers until one day it is many willows—a wall against the wind. This is the willow...
2025-07-29 23:56:55 +0000 UTC View Post
Back in his city, some four hours later, a storage unit's metal door rolled upward with a grinding shriek that echoed through the empty park
"One must always keep the tools of statecraft sharp and ready. Power and fear—sharp and ready."
—BARON VLADIMIR HAR...
2025-07-28 08:02:56 +0000 UTC View Post
The morning air carried the familiar weight of coming autumn, each breath a reminder of time's inexorable passage. Paul stood at the kitchen
"He studied the tallness of her, saw the hint of tension in her shoulders as she chose clothing for him from the closet racks...
2025-07-28 03:31:30 +0000 UTC View Post
"To know your enemy’s plans, you must hear the unsaid, see the unseen. My spies are my shield against treachery."
—PAUL ATREIDES, DUNE
The GED certificate, a flimsy rectangle of cardstock, felt absurdly insignificant in Greg Veder’s hand. Fo...
2025-07-27 03:48:05 +0000 UTC View Post“The prophet’s words are shaped by those who follow, and in their devotion, they remake his truth.”
—”THE WISDOM OF MUAD’DIB” BY PRINCESS IRULAN
The fabricated warmth of the Hebert apartment clung to him like a second skin, a sweet, ...
2025-07-27 03:44:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe taxi smelled like stale cigarette smoke and pine tree air freshener, a combination so ubiquitous it was almost comforting. Almost. Lisa watched the salt-sprayed, sun-bleached signs of Old Saybrook, Connecticut, slide past the window. It was a town pretending ...
2025-07-19 10:08:44 +0000 UTC View PostMy spiders scuttled carefully across my fingers, weaving strands of dragline so fine they shimmered in the pale fluorescent glow of my makeshift workstation. The silk was a living thing under my fingers, impossibly fine and possessing a tensile strength that felt a...
2025-07-19 10:05:11 +0000 UTC View PostThirty-three thousand, six hundred and fifty-three orbits since awakening.
Seven hundred and forty-two since the last engagement, since the humans in the north shredded three wings to the shoulder. The lattice of crystalline matter and condensed light dr...
2025-07-19 10:03:55 +0000 UTC View PostBoston. Noon.
He had instructed the staff to keep the blinds half-open. Slats precisely angled—thirty-three degrees, not a fraction more—so that the sunlight fell in measured bands across the walnut conference table. No glare, no shadow, just even illumin...
2025-07-19 10:02:46 +0000 UTC View PostThe office was too warm. The radiator banged and hissed like a dying engine, every rattle another pebble in the shoe. Armsmaster—Colin Wallis, officially, though he was careful about thinking of himself as such here—sat perfectly still. The desk was an unre...
2025-07-11 01:32:07 +0000 UTC View Post[Parahumans Online Forums > News > Brockton Bay]
In the interest of clarity, all speculation and unsubs...
2025-07-11 01:28:57 +0000 UTC View Post“Behold, as a wild ass in the desert, go I forth to my work.”
—PAUL ATREIDES, QUOTING THE ORANGE CATHOLIC BIBLE
Paul sat near the back, one arm resting on the window ledge, his gaze fixed on the grey blur of the city sliding past. Tayl...
2025-07-11 01:25:52 +0000 UTC View Post“We faced it and did not resist. The storm passed through us and around us. It's gone, but we remain.”
—PAUL ATRIEDES, DUNE
The silence lingered long after they had returned, a ghost haunting the cavernous space of the base. It was in ...
2025-07-11 01:21:57 +0000 UTC View Post“Not likely they’ll be found, … the way they were hidden.”
—LADY JESSICA, DUNE
The drive back to the warehouse passed in relative silence for the first few minutes, the weight of what they had just accomplished settling over the truck's ...
2025-07-11 01:19:27 +0000 UTC View PostThe coffee had gone cold an hour ago, but James Tagg kept the ceramic mug clenched between his hands anyway, using the weight and solidity of it to anchor himself as he stared at the wall of monitors dominating his temporary office. Each screen told a piece ...
2025-07-02 05:44:22 +0000 UTC View PostLink: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Riding_on_a_Sounding_Rocket.webm
Status: Active
Black Brant IX...
2025-07-02 03:16:18 +0000 UTC View Post
To put things into perspective...
This is 1900 miles. Meaning from Boston, Paul can strike targets anywhere in the circle, and from anywhere within the circle's edges, he can strike targets in Boston. The third image is a somewhat accurate representation of the missile's proportions.
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2025-07-02 02:33:16 +0000 UTC View Post