The Journey — Introduction
Long and dusty was the trail. The sun whipped the air to torture my face. Straining just to put one foot in front of the other, only to notice the net effect is loss. Utter frustration, but it doesn’t have to be this way.
I am Aeada and I come from the heart of the land. Not just a metaphorical place, Xinju is a land of birth and life. My home is the cradle of life for this planet. Earth may not know us, but we know you. We are you.