The story of the Tears happens to be one of my favorites. It attributes the phenomenon to the goddess of beauty and night, Astoria—our province’s namesake. It begins with a sacrifice. One asked of her by her own father, Haile, King of Gods. He and his brother, Egon, were counterparts in every way. Where Haile was light, Egon was dark. Haile was known for kindness. Egon was known for cruelty. Haile was the god of life. Egon was the
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