[OOC] Leto and His Feelings: The Essay
Oct. 12th, 2011 06:44 pmI hear the wind blowing across the desert and I see the moons of a winter night rising like great ships in the void. To them I make my vow: I will be resolute and make an art of government; I will balance my inherited past and become a perfect storehouse of my relic memories. And I will be known for kindliness more than for knowledge. My face will shine down the corridors of time for as long as humans exist.
--Leto Atreides the II
( Essay )
--Leto Atreides the II
( Essay )