As I leave my little granite box of power generators, fabricators, refineries, and a bookcase – my humble, frequently extended base-for-one in Dune: Awakening – I reflect on the ritual I perform. Check that my equipment has enough durability left, fill a literjon with water, pack a stilltent. I clamber up a sheer rock face, staying within the moving shadow of the cliff to avoid heat stroke and sipping on the water collected in the catchpockets of my stillsuit, a piece of desert bondage that traps and recycles my moisture.
