a little place to call my own (art and fashion blog)

Hello there! How are you doing?  Yesterday I went to the library and picked up some books. One of the books I picked out was Dune Messiah by Frank Herbert, a novel that I read (possibly even twice) in the past. I thought I might browse through it again, but I ended up reading it with utmost concentration again. In fact, I read it in what felt as one breath.  I was reminded why I love the Dune series so much. I do understand why a lot of readers prefer the original book to the sequel. The first novel introduced the world of Dune to us. Moreover, it's more or less a  tale of success. A young Paul is essentially a positive and moral character. Not that Paul is a negative character in the sequel, but leadership places demands on him and you see that things aren't black and white. This time around (rereading Dune Messiah) , I was able to concentrate more on the personal aspect of the novel. I sympathized with Paul and his pain. I remember the incredibly touching tribute (that makes