Selim rode a large worm through the night, back across the sands toward Naib Dhartha's village. In the shadow of a rock escarpment, he slept through the next day and then began his trek on foot, keeping close to the rocks. He knew these footpaths and byways well, having explored them as a child. After creeping along in the shadows, he hid in a comfortable crevice, waiting for full darkness, carrying his satchel of melange! You see what you Eos–Atreides have done!