The Gift of Spice Blows — Bandit Notes

We had another spice blow today. It is like Arrakis decided to make up for its otherwise less than comfortable conditions, by giving us exactly what we’re here for. There’s something mesmerizing about it, the way those enormous purple clouds fire into the air, the smell, the sound. The Fremen used to say the spice blows signaled the birth of a new worm, but fortunately those superstitious primitives are gone now. All that is left is spice, machinery, and the men willing to use the latter to extract the former.