Sabaluna grew high from the five's war cry,
Havalia grew low, their leader now gone,
Nyumbani grew quiet, their trust long shied,
The South kept empty, potential left alone.
The high times are nigh, there's more, i decry
You are among the first, but not interspersed
I hope more of you soon, will make a difference this moon
See our towns grow tenfold from the castle to the foothills.
— Emeric Thalborne, "Begin Poem"
Follow the Tale
Proelefsi's calendar system moves alongside our own, which means the story is still unfolding. As time passes now, new events occur within the world's timeline that we have carefully laid out. We have future developments planned that will drastically change the island's politics, people, technology, and history. Here's how you can follow along.
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Our team regularly writes works that contribute to the island's past and present, from a variety of perspectives, characters, and nations.