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Arrakis looked puzzedly at Larry a moment, then offered an apathetic nod. "Right through there, Silverfall." His voice was slightly condescending as he said the name. Without waiting for a reply he began walking at his long gait down the road toward the gate of the village.
Chani turned at the soft thud against the leafy carpet. She inhaled sharply as her friend fell to the ground. She tugged at Deiter's arm and dashed to her side, calling for Locke to stop. She crouched next to Mistral, her grey-blue eyes filled with concern. "Mistral, are you all right...?"
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