| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 49% | I have added two, I have the saving, that depends which side it is to end in me, and hear my heart, so filled with loving, crying out in stone, the wonder that you are, and I tell myself, I keep repeating, that's your ways of bringing you to me, and I tell myself, though nothing changes, that's your ways of bringing you to me, and I tell myself, through a series of language, that's your ways of bringing you to me. That's all I will find, my true salvation, that's your ways of bringing you to me. | ▶️ |
| 45% | My legacy has no true Make-A- authoritarian | ▶️ |
| 48% | true | ▶️ |
| 43% | True | ▶️ |
| 44% | true. | ▶️ |
| 50% | true | ▶️ |
| 49% | true | ▶️ |
| 50% | The beginning is a very delicate time. Know then that it is the year 10,191. The known universe is ruled by the Patishaw Emperor Shaddam IV, my father. In this time, the most precious substance in the universe is the Spice Melange. The Spice extends life. The Spice expands consciousness. The Spice is vital to space travel. The Spacing Guild and its navigators, whom the Spice has mutated over 4000 years, use the orange spice gas, which gives them the ability to fold space. That is, travel to any part of the universe without moving. Oh yes, I forgot to tell you. The Spice exists on only one planet in the entire universe. A desolate, dry planet with vast deserts. Hidden away within the rocks of these deserts are a people known as the Fremen, who have long held a prophecy that a man would come, a Messiah, who would lead them to true freedom. The planet is Arrakis, also known as... | ▶️ |
| 42% | Holding for the day, you know that isn't right. With the training of the service, they only pick you up on. A shaker hangs, and then he hops and pieces burn. But for now, you stay in all this hell that's in burn. Every now and then, she's just a stupor-haired, false-sealed, false-sealed, dead-night-goer, dead-night-goer, free-goer, true-goer, hardly no way. But say it, but say it, if she's a queen, but her baby's clean, but her holy ghost has said, you're so mean, you're so coy, you're so angry, you're so vague, contributing us, probably be friends. Isn't this sad, is this how we all end? Bouncy, bouncy, she's just a bad, bad, bouncy, bouncy, she's just a bad, bad, bouncy, bouncy, she's just a bad, bad, bouncy. | ▶️ |
| 49% | GO, GO True | ▶️ |
