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Date Posted: 07:41:01 07/07/01 Sat
Author: . . .
Subject: .a old, cracked voice rings out to the man.
In reply to: Muad'Dib 's message, "*He ties the rope" on 04:54:58 07/07/01 Sat

you fool...don't you see he can never be tamed? that horse is wild, and nothing will change that, no matter how hard you try. an old, knarled woman is sitting on a nearby rock, leaning against her just as knarled walking stick. her long, wavy hair, once a beautiful silky ebony, is now a silver that shines in the desert sun. her wrinkled, aged face looks pained, as if she had seen too many horrible things in her lifetime. her dark, intellegent eyes are different from most - they hold a knowledge, the understanding of everything as it was.

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