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Xiomara and Xarin
She flourished in this new landscape, all on her own, with nothing but water surrounding her land, and no disturbances of any modern machinations. That is what Eonigia described life, at first, was like to my mother. Bless her.
This first story, just a fleeting memory of bliss. All the time I hear people asking to just go back to that time, to just see the world from such a blissful perspective. Quiet, serene, predictable, and noble. Nowadays most Eonians speak of it as though they should simply return to the soil and rejoin the land. They want Eonigia back and deeply miss her influence across the islands. Xarin (Z-air-in), has had to take her place, though he is unsure of how to support a people we are only half-apart of truly. A living island will always be the home of Eonians, but it's disappointing to see so many scorn him.
So as twins, we'll do our best to introduce you to what we know our world to be.
