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ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ ＯＮＥ- Arrakis

The Spice flung off its mighty sands, as the sun was setting behind Arrakis's moon, and I yawned.
For six days, I've been working nonstop to gather as much Spice as I can before the big storm blows through here. Its winds are strong enough to carry my provisions away, but luckily I am prepared. The storm happens every seven days, and I clock it at exactly 07:00 on the dot every time.

Sometimes I wonder why it blew through on the seventh day, because that's usually when I rested. Though, ever since Father died seven years ago, I had to be the one who took care of everything.
Honestly, I liked being busy a lot.

It distracted me from my grief.

I uncover the cloth around my nose and mouth, setting it to rest upon my shoulders, as I breathe in the hot Spicy air. The coolant system in my suit helps keep me comfortable during hot days such as this one, but at night you could get frostbite easily. Arrakis is harsh on its hosts. That's why you should never stay in one place for too long, as it can attract predators.

I gathered my belongings and bend down, placing a thumper into the ground. I roll the clock and it begins its rhythmic pattern. I replace the mask onto my face, and step back to get ready for what was to come.

"Patience, (Y/N)." I whisper to myself.

Suddenly, in the distance, I could see the sand rumpling around, creating a giant tornado-looking vortex. The Sandworm swam seamlessly through the sandy oceans, as it got closer to me. Its massive body undulated gracefully, leaving a trail of swirling sand in its wake. I could feel the vibrations in the sand as it approached, its dark eyes fixed on me with an intense gaze.

As it drew nearer, I could see the rows of sharp teeth lining its gaping maw, ready to snap shut at a moment's notice. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched the monstrous creature glide closer and closer.
This would be only the third time in my entire lifetime that I rode a Sandworm, but i had no choice.
As it got closer, I lower my maker hooks, the blades sharp to the tip.

My breathing increases, as the Worm was now in my vicinity. As it closes in on me, and pinkies through the sandy hill I was standing on. I sprinted towards the Worm, my feet moving as quickly as possible to catch it before it escaped.
With a high jump, I fall, landing on top of its back, grunting at the rough contact.

Due to my lack of focus, my body starts to roll off, but I quickly shoot the hook onto two of the Worms calloused flaps, causing my falling to come to a halt.

The sigh that came out of my lips felt so good.
Slowly but surely, I catch my balance and stand up, hands gripping the hooks with my strength. The goggles kept my eyes protected, as I rode the giant Sandworm through the hills of Arrakis. The wind whipped through my hair and the hot desert sun beat down on my back. The rhythmic movement of the Sandworm beneath me was both exhilarating and terrifying.

I gripped the reins tightly, feeling the power of the creature as it surged forward through the sand dunes. The landscape around me was barren and harsh, but there was a strange beauty in the way the sunlight danced off the shifting sands.
As we crested a particularly steep dune, I caught sight of a shimmering oasis in the distance. My heart raced with excitement as I urged the Sandworm onward.

About an hour later, the Worm started to get tired and slow down. That was my opportunity to hop off and set up new camp. The sun was starting to set, casting a warm orange glow over the mountains in the distance. I quickly unloaded my backpack and began to gather Spice, eager to set up a cozy campsite for the night. As I worked, I couldn't help but feel a sense of freedom and adventure wash over me.

The crisp mountain air filled my lungs, invigorating me as I worked. By the time the stars began to twinkle in the sky, my camp was set up and a crackling fire was roaring in the fire pit. I sat back on the sand, feeling content and at peace in the wilderness. And suddenly sadness dawned on me faster than bread would rise.