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.

Atreides added, "Transfixed gave us a storyboard, but they also gave us jazz. They let us improvise the rhythm. There’s a moment where I trail my fingers down Destiny’s spine, and she shivers. That wasn’t scripted. That was real."

"The Bene Gesserit lied to you, child. As they lie to everyone. You are not a weapon without a war. You are the war's end . I have seen it—frozen here in this moment for three millennia, watching every possible thread of fate. In ninety-three percent of futures, you kill me and take my prescience. In six percent, you join me in eternal transfixion. But there is one future—one only—where you walk away."