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RWD: 5.08

5.08

"They can only survive if they continue to increase the dependency of those who support them. It's an addict's dead-end street."

—HERETICS OF DUNE

Update on Chapter Quota Changes

Hey everyone! I’ve started rolling out the new chapter quotas for each tier. Here’s where things stand:

• Tier One – Now gets 2 advanced chapters...

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RWD: 5.07

5.07

“What senses do we lack that we cannot see or hear another world all around us?”

—THUFIR HAWAT TO PAUL ATREIDES

The first missile silo opened...

RWD: 5.06

5.06

“Knowing where the trap is—that's the first step in evading it.”

—DUKE LETO ATREIDES TO PAUL ATREIDES

He led Lisa down the echoing corridor...

RWD: 5.x (Intermission)(Paige)

Paige woke before her alarm. Not because there was danger, or noise, or a plan that needed checking. Just because her body had learned the r

5.x (Intermission)(Paige)

Paige woke befor...

RWD: 5.x (Intermission)(Tammi)

It was a daytime soap opera, the kind of melodramatic garbage that mother had watched when I was a kid. A man in a suit was yelling at a wom

5.x (Intermission)(Tammi)

It was a daytime...

RWD: 5.x (Intermission)(Taylor Pt 2)

Outside, I checked the map. North building meant the longer bar of the H. I found the connecting corridor, then the stairs. Students moved

5.x (Intermission)(Taylor Pt 2)

Outside, I c...

RWD: 5.x (Intermission)(Taylor Pt 1)

Arcadia sat on a little rise above the streets, stone and glass and sun-faded banners, the kind of building you put on a brochure for “oppor

5.x (Intermission)(Taylor Pt 1)

Arcadia ...

TBOV: AEMOND II

AEMOND II

The wind was a familiar roar in his ears, a chaotic symphony that Vhagar’s great leathery wings beat into a semblance of order. Below, King’s Landing was a sprawling collectio...

TBOV: AEMOND I

TBOV: AEMOND I

The floating city stank of smoke and fear.

From the arched windows of the Sealord’s manse—his manse now, at least in the reckoning of those who lived long enough to...

RWD: 5.x (Intermission)(Aisha Laborn)

Her mom looked weird, all flat and fake on the hospital bed, skin waxy under those shitty fluorescent lights that buzzed louder than anythin

5.x (Intermission)(Aisha Laborn)

Her mom l...

The Voice From the Outer Sands

P.S.:

The latter half of the prologue underwent a somewhat significant rewrite to better define Paul’s role in this story. Additionally, part of the prologue will be separated and releas...

Update to Membership Benefits

Current Chapter Availability – Tier Three | Tier Two | Tier One

Of Blood and Duty – 20 | 20 | 2 chapters
The Golden Wyrm – 12 | 1...

RWD: 5.05

The morning did not announce itself. It accreted. Light bled into the clouds above the city—gradual, unceremonious. Paul fit himself to this

5.05

"The willow submits to ...

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RWD: 5.04

Back in his city, some four hours later, a storage unit's metal door rolled upward with a grinding shriek that echoed through the empty park

5.04

"One must always keep the...

2025-07-28 08:02:56 +0000 UTC View Post

RWD: 5.03

The morning air carried the familiar weight of coming autumn, each breath a reminder of time's inexorable passage. Paul stood at the kitchen

5.03

"He studied the tallness ...

2025-07-28 03:31:30 +0000 UTC View Post

RWD: 5.02

5.02

"To know your enemy’s plans, you must hear the unsaid, see the unseen. My spies are my shield against treachery."

—PAUL ATREIDES, DUNE

The GED ...

RWD: 5.01

5.01

“The prophet’s words are shaped by those who follow, and in their devotion, they remake his truth.”

—”THE WISDOM OF MUAD’DIB” BY PRINCESS IRULAN

2025-07-27 03:44:58 +0000 UTC View Post

RWD: 5.x (Prelude)(Tattletale)

5.x (Prelude)(Tattletale)

The taxi smelled like stale cigarette smoke and pine tree air freshener, a combination so ubiquitous it was almost comforting. Almost. Lisa watched the salt-spraye...

RWD: 4.x (Interlude)(Taylor)

4.x (Interlude)(Taylor)

My spiders scuttled carefully across my fingers, weaving strands of dragline so fine they shimmered in the pale fluorescent glow of my makeshift workstation. The sil...

RWD: 4.x (Interlude)(The Simurgh)

4.x (Interlude)(The Simurgh)

Thirty-three thousand, six hundred and fifty-three orbits since awakening.

Seven hundred and forty-two since the last engagement, since the humans in the ...

RWD: 4.x (Interlude)(Accord)

4.x (Interlude)(Accord)

Boston. Noon.

He had instructed the staff to keep the blinds half-open. Slats precisely angled—thirty-three degrees, not a fraction more—so that the sunlig...

RWD: 4.x (Interlude)(Armsmaster)

4.x (Interlude)(Armsmaster)

The office was too warm. The radiator banged and hissed like a dying engine, every rattle another pebble in the shoe. Armsmaster—Colin Wallis, officially, thou...

RWD: 4.x (Interlude)(PHO Forum)​

4.x (Interlude)(PHO Forum)​

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