She found instead a tomb.
Destiny's lips parted. "That's... impossible. I'm a Mira. A foundling. No lineage."
"Why show me this?" she whispered. "Why not kill me the moment I entered?" Transfixed - Destiny Mira- Valeria Atreides - S...
The cavern entrance gaped like a wound in the sandstone cliffs, its edges unnaturally smooth. Not wind-carved. Cut . Destiny pressed her palm to the stone and felt a faint vibration—not machinery, but something older. A humming that resonated in her sternum.
It was choice .
Or she could step back. Let the Sisterhood hunt her as a failure. Let the empire crumble without her intervention. Let the future remain uncertain.
She could kill the last Atreides. Absorb her power. Become the new anchor of fate and rot alone in this beautiful tomb for millennia. She found instead a tomb
Her boots crunched on crystalline sand as she descended. The walls began to shimmer—not with moisture, but with light . Bioluminescent filaments wove through the rock like veins, pulsing in slow rhythm. Each pulse matched her heartbeat. Exactly.