Supervisor Haert,
I am writing to request access to the further works of Planetary Ecologist Pardot Kynes. His work on planetary transformation through direct human intervention is fascinating.
However, due to where his work took place – Arrakis - I find many of his lectures and studies are restricted. Is this because of the importance of the spice mélange to the Imperium and the navigators?
Having examined what little of his work I could find, I am in agreement with Kynes – the polar caps of Arrakis cannot sustain the general moisture found in simple air samples – so where is the water?
And what of Kynes himself? The man married a native woman, a Fremen? And he had a child.
I hope you will see fit to grant me access to the restricted works. My own research on terraforming through fertilization of soils would benefit greatly.
Derek.

Information I have received from interviews about Liet-Kynes before I was exiled from Arrakeen by Cyprian Io.
- Fact – Liet-Kynes was the child of Pardot Kynes by a Fremen woman.
- Weak Rumor – Liet-Kynes was a woman.
- Speculation – Liet-Kynes was raised among the Fremen – possibly even has brothers and sisters or direct family among them.
- Strong Rumor – Liet-Kynes was free to come and go in the sietches of the Fremen. Maybe using them for assistants in projects.
- Vague Rumor – Liet means rabbit in the Fremen language.
- Fact – Liet-Kynes was trying to transform Arrakis. This is why I was contacted to come to Arrakis.
- Speculation – My work with fertilizers was of interest to Kynes in some way.
- Fact – Liet-Kynes was killed during the Sardaukar Pogrom.

My father’s single-minded drive might make him a good prophet for the Fremen, but it makes him a lousy father.
Lecture after lecture.
“We can stop the historical system of mutual pillage and extortion on Arrakis.”
“Arrakis is a one crop planet.”
“Religion and law among our masses must be one and the same.”
Then he went and got himself killed. Everybody turned their eyes to me. Always the same: when I needed him the most, he failed me.
The work will continue, he saw to that. What he didn’t see was a War of Assassins tearing the planet apart. The Sardaukar hunting our people.
“No more terrible disaster could befall your people than for them to fall into the hands of a Hero.”
Well, father, we’re running out of options. We might need a Hero after all.