Paul Muad'Dib calling his first sandworm.

"Across the sand, a giant worm-a maker-would hear and come to the thumper's drumming. When it came from the southeast . . . Paul realized he had never seen a maker this large . . . he waited on the sand outside its line of approach . . . . The wild maker . . . loomed almost on him . . . the wave lifted his feet . . . he steadied himself . . . lifted his hooks, sighted along them, leaned in. He felt them bite and pull . . . . Paul found himself riding upright atop the worm. He felt exultant, like an emperor surveying his world . . . . He spoke to Stilgar. 'Then, I am a sandrider, Stil?' 'You are a sandrider this day,' replied Stilgar."

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