She gazed up at the statue of the first Reverend Mother, her beatific face carved from marble. Though Raquella Berto-Anirul had lived ten thousand years earlier, her features were presumably accurate in this rendition, preserved through Other Memory. Raquella had been poisoned, and though she had survived, she emerged changed. That had started millennia of Bene Gesserit training and transformation. Now, though, the heroic-looking statue offered Jessica too little comfort. Fatigue and dread seeped through every bone and muscle of her body.
