"Where this ridge leads." He pointed.

benched ledges climbing away to the south.

He settled his shoulders more firmly in the pack, struck out up a sand-

"Deep into the desert," she said.

He settled his shoulders more firmly in the pack, struck out up a sand-

registry when projected onto the real scene. The vision appeared to have shifted

into his consciousness, been absorbed by memory, and now failed of perfect

carved channel in the rock. The channel opened onto a moonlit floor of rock with

"Deep into the desert," she said.

over or go around?

And he paused, shaken by the remembered high relief imagery of a prescient

Paul headed for the first ledge, clambered onto it. Jessica followed.

She noted presently how their passage became a matter of the immediate and

"The Fremen desert," Paul whispered.

"The Fremen desert," Paul whispered.

particular--the sand pockets between rocks where their steps were slowed, the

into his consciousness, been absorbed by memory, and now failed of perfect

particular--the sand pockets between rocks where their steps were slowed, the

He settled his shoulders more firmly in the pack, struck out up a sand-

vision he had experienced on Caladan. He had seen this desert. But the set of

"Do you see a way to go?" Jessica asked, mistaking his hesitation.

"No," he said, "But we'll go anyway."

Paul headed for the first ledge, clambered onto it. Jessica followed.

"Deep into the desert," she said.

vision he had experienced on Caladan. He had seen this desert. But the set of

and approached him from a different angle while he remained motionless.

Paul headed for the first ledge, clambered onto it. Jessica followed.

And he paused, shaken by the remembered high relief imagery of a prescient

the vision had been subtly different, like an optical image that had disappeared