Sunny (sunny_serenity) wrote,

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Title: Sachar Nbwi
Fandom: Dune
Rating: G/PG
Summary: Leto & Ghanima
Disclaimer: All your base is belong to Frank.
A/N: All my gratitude to gwenhwyfar1984 for the beta.

Sachar Nbwi

She calls to him.

He returns.

“Is she well?” The question is a mere formality to lessen the burden of his scribe.

“She fares poorly these days, my lord. She asks for you.” The bitterness seeps through Farad’n’s helplessness. This is all Leto has known.

For the scribe he plays the fool.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

“Ghanima,” he whispers into her sleeping form.

“Leto,” she smiles.

“Ghani,” he answers her call.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

He stays awake through the night, seeking peace in his decision.

The Golden Path is dangerous. He must accept this agony.

She stirs in his rough callused arms. Time spent apart does not dull her awareness of him.

He quiets the thoughts of pain. He finds no more to say.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

“Muad’Dib,” she calls.

His eyes close tightly. He summons his father-within.


“You’ve come back to me.”

“Here I am. Here I remain.”

“I am afraid, my love.”

“Do not fear. Fear is the mind killer.”

“Will he survive this?” Her fear is made known.

“He must.”

“Will he forgive us?”

He does not respond.


Muad’Dib has no answer.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Her days grow long. Her thoughts are not her own. She grasps for solid ground. She reaches for sand and stone, for any resemblance of Ghanima.

She finds prana bindu.

She finds Shai Halud.

She finds Muad’Dib.

She finds the Lion. There she finds the Lionness.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

“Rest,” he commands.

“It is almost time,” she assures.

“Ride swiftly...’ he whispers into her hair. “ old friend.”

“May Shai Halud clear the path before you,” she whispers back.

He is still a good Fremen.

“Find a good worm,” he says in farewell.

“Sachar Nbwi,” she reminds him.

The Litany of Fear recites in his head, passes his lips.

He wastes his water.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

No one is to attend her by order of the Emperor.

He sees to her himself.

Her water returns to Arrakis. It is their way.

He runs.

Tags: fronting as a scribe: fanfic, ready mcreaderson: dune, teevee: children of dune

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