𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐍, ᴴᴼᴹᴱ ᵂᴼᴿᴸᴰ of 𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙰𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚂. -͟-͟-͟
ᴬ city ᵒᶠ 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 ᵀᴴᴱ ᶜᵒˡᵒʳ ᵒᶠ ᵃˢʰ, rises ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 ᵈᵉᵖᵗʰˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴰᴱᴬᴰ ˢᵉᵃ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵗᵒᵖᵖˡᵉˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᴵᴺᵀᴼ ᵗʰᵉ ᴹᴼᵁᴺᵀᴬᴵᴺ -𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 ᴸᴵᴷᴱ ᴬ ᶜᵒˡˡᵃᵖˢᵉᵈ monument, ˢʷᵃˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ ʷʰᵒˡˡʸ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ 𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 ᵒᶠ 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. ˢʰᵉ’ˢ ᵃ ᶠᵒʳᵗʳᵉˢˢ christened ᴵᴺ 𝒂͟𝒏͟𝒄͟𝒊͟𝒆͟𝒏͟𝒕͟ 𝒔͟𝒕͟𝒐͟𝒏͟𝒆͟, ᶜˡᵘˢᵗᵉʳˢ ᵒᶠ PINE ˢᵒʷᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃˡˡˢ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵉᵉᵗ, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 ᵗʰᵉ 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗼𝗺 ᴵᴺ ᵗʰᵉ ᴳᴿᴵᴾ ᵒᶠ ᴬᴺ 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 ˢᵗᵒʳᵐ: 〝 ʸᵒᵘʳ 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, ᴼᴺ ᵇᵉʰᵃˡᶠ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴶᴱᴰᴵ ᵒʳᵈᵉʳ -͟-͟-͟ ᴬᴺᴰ ˢᵘᵖʳᵉᵐᵉ 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘳 palpatine ... 𝗶𝘁 ᵂᴵᴸᴸ ᵇᵉ ᴬᴺ ᴴᴼᴺᴼᴿ ᵗᵒ fight 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 ᴼᴺᴱ ᴬᴺᴼᵀᴴᴱᴿ. 〟 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐀, ᶜʳᵃᵈˡᵉᵈ ᴵᴺ ᵗʰᵉ ᴼᴾᴱᴺ ᵃʳᵐˢ ᵒᶠ 𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 ᶜᵒʳᵃˡ , ᵃ ᶜᵃʳᶜᵃˢˢ drifting ᴬᴸᴼᴺᴳ ᵗʰᵉ 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘯 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵘˡᵗᵘʳᵉˢ ᵗᵒ PICK ᵃᵗ 𝐢𝐭𝐬 ᶠˡᵃʸᵉᵈ, ʳᵒᵗᵗᵉᵈ ᵐᵉᵃᵗ.
𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 is ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ ATREIDES.
〝 𝙞 ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ᵃᵐ ᴺᴼᵀ privy ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ 𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 ᵒᶠ 𝗱𝗶𝗽𝗹𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗰𝘆 ⁻⁻⁻ ˢᵘᶜʰ is 𝙣𝙤𝙩 ᵗʰᵉ way ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ 𝐣𝐞𝐝𝐢 ... ᵇᵘᵗ 𝒊 ᵈᵒ ʰᵉᵃʳ ᵃ ˡᵒᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵂᴵᴸᴸ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ 𝚁𝙴𝙿𝚄𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙲 ᴬᴺᴰ ᵗʰᵉ ᴵᴹᴾᴱᴿᴵᵁᴹ. ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘᵖʳᵉᵐᵉ chancellor 𝚒𝚜 𝒃͟𝒆͟𝒚͟𝒐͟𝒏͟𝒅͟ 𝘦𝘤𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤. 〟 ᴿᴱᴰ ... oblivion ᵇˡᵉᵉᵈˢ ᴰᴱᴬᴰ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ᴬᴰᴼᴿᴺᴱᴰ ᴵᴺ 𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲, ᵗʰᵉ 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 ᵍᵘᵗˢ ᵒᶠ reality ˢˡᵒʷˡʸ ᴳᴼᴿᴱᴰ ᴬᴺᴰ 𝚄𝙽𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 ᴵᴺᵀᴼ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ, fated. 𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒚 ᴬᴺᴰ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉ 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿 ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉᵉˡˢ ᵒᶠ ᵀᴱᴿᴿᴼᴿ, ˢʰᵉᵃᵗʰᵉᵈ ᴵᴺ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ ᴬᴺᴰ ʰᵃᵗʳᵉᵈ ᴬᴺᴰ RED 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ hip.
RAISED 𝘪𝘴 ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵃᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ 𝚂͟𝙲͟𝙾͟𝚁͟𝙲͟𝙷͟𝙸͟𝙽͟𝙶͟ 𝙵͟𝙻͟𝙰͟𝙼͟𝙴͟, flickering ᴵᴺ ʷᵃᵛᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ʳᵉᵈ ᴬᴺᴰ white ᴬᴺᴰ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ, ❝ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ crimes 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙀𝙈𝙋𝙄𝙍𝙀 ... ❞ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈʳᵘᵐˢ ᵒᶠ ʷᵃʳ beat ᴵᴺ ᵗʰᵉ 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 ᵐᵃˢˢᵃᶜʳᵉˢ, ᴰᴿᴼᵂᴺᴵᴺᴳ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ CRIES ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐝 -͟-͟-͟ ᶜᵃˡˡ ᶠᵒʳᵗʰ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃˢᵗᵉʳ. the lord almighty. ❝ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᴮᴱᴱᴺ ʲᵘᵈᵍᵉᵈ, ❞ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉᵉˡ ᵒᶠ 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲 ᶠᵃˡˡˢ, crushing ᵗʰᵉ 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺'𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬. his ʰᵉᵃᵈ 𝘀𝗽𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘀 ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵃᵗ⁻ᶜʰᵃʳ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵈʳᵒᵖˢ, ᵀᵁᴿᴺᴵᴺᴳ ᴼᴺ 𝗶𝘁𝘀 side ᵃˢ 𝚑𝚒𝚜 ᵇᵒᵈʸ ˢˡᵘᵐᵖˢ, CHOKING ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᶠᵉʷ ᵍᵃˢᵖˢ from ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵃˢʰ, 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ᵒᵘᵗ ʳᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵇᵇˡᵉˢ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵀᴴᴿᴼᴮᴮᴵᴺᴳ 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘴 ᵒᶠ ᶠˡᵉˢʰ. ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉʳʳᵒʳ ᴵᴺ 𝗵𝗶𝘀 ᵉʸᵉˢ forever 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 ᴵᴺ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ chunks 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 ᴵᴺᵀᴼ ᵗʰᵉ SAND.
〝 ᵁᴴ, ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵃʲᵉˢᵗʸ ... ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ alright ? ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᴸᴵᴷᴱ ʸᵒᵘ’ᵛᵉ seen ᵃ 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭. 〟 // @atreodei .