This will be mostly a WIP thread but feel free to comment and criticize anything.
The scene is from Frank Herbert´s Dune...
I must not wait like a smuggler - impatient and jittering, he reminded himself. I must be part of the desert.
Right now I'm not sure about the sandworm´s mouth. It is described in the book as being circular, with a row of crystalline teeth on the rim. But the pointy appendages with double-mouths look so much cooler. And even make more sense to me.
The Fremen have secretly mastered a way to ride sandworms across the desert. First, a worm is lured by the vibrations of a thumper device. When it surfaces, the lead worm-rider runs alongside it an snares one of its ring-segments with a special "maker hook". The hook is used to pry open the segment, exposing the soft inner tissue to the abrasive sand. To avoid irritation, the worm will rotate its body so that the exposed flesh faces upwards, carrying the rider with it. Other Fremen may then plant additional hooks for steering, or act as "beaters", hitting the worm's tail to make it increase speed. A worm can be ridden for several hundred miles and for about half of a day, at which point it will become exhausted and sit on the open desert until the hooks are released, whereupon they will burrow back down to rest. The worm-riding ritual is used as a coming-of-age ritual among the Fremen.
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.