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As the oceans receded, we abandoned all but one another, leaving our homes, our art, our histories behind that marked our existence.

Land dwellers who had once thought us myth began to seek us out and we found ourselves caught in civil strife for the first time, for there were those of us who fell in love, and those who fell into a very different emotion.


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Imagine stumbling across a place that held proof of a people never before known and then meeting and falling in love with one of those people. That is how I envisioned this story going forward.

What would your two line story be?