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Bern was founded by the Sillins who lived in Jenail, and we have been banned from talking about the death of the capital all these years. But there were always old people who struck memories after a mug or two of drunken ones. We kids were spinning nearby, pricked up our ears. From a young age I knew that Jenail was beautiful.

- Gideon, Head of the Efon Union -

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Story
Hope Genaila (Points: 10)
Jenail
Loaran and Jenail, the two capitals of Rohandel, differed from each other, like the other twin sisters: Azen and Jonah. One bright, merciful, calm, like a lake surface. The other is frantic, impetuous, with dark eyes-stars, which sometimes lit up with furious fire.

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Hope Genaila (Points: 20)
Jenail
To match Jone was Loaran. Among the cliffs illuminated by the sun rose a Lebetron grove, whose crowns closed, giving the city a cool shadow. Climbed wooden staircases to the trunks went to the very tops, to light carved houses right among the branches, connected by suspension bridges. A city above, a city in perfect harmony with nature. Only two buildings in it were made of stone: the Solar and Dawn towers. Passing through their bright stained-glass windows, the sun danced in the crowns of lebetrons with cheerful bunnies, green, blue, red, orange.

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Hope Genaila (Points: 40)
Jenail
Genail was different. A huge hollow among the rocks, from which the sharp spire of the Sunset Tower burst up. The tower was surrounded by blocks of houses built directly on the ground, as is customary in the east. High stone walls, entwined with ivy, separated one garden from another. Privacy was appreciated here. It wasn’t decided to easily visit a neighbor by a short bridge from branch to branch, as in Loaran.

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Hope Genaila (Points: 80)
Jenail
There, in the basin, lived Ard Drow of the Sunset Tower and the best of the magicians. Upstairs, on the cliffs connected to the Square of Stars by lifts, the suburbs were buzzing. They lived a simpler people: merchants, gardeners, artisans. If Loaran grew up, then Jenail, like a city of people, grew in breadth..

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Hope Genaila (Points: 150)
Jenail
And one more distinguished Genail from Loaran. This city seemed to remember death all the time. A dark alley led directly from the Square of Stars to the Valley of Silence - to the memorials and crypts of the old cemetery. Here, from time immemorial, the bodies of those whose souls went to the Elzovin tree were put into the earth.

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Hope Genaila (Points: 150)
Jenail
…Dark. Chaos. Dead city on gray earth. Gray shadows flicker among the ruins. Whitish creatures rise from the earth. Sometimes the owls see Chaos dissipate, and the sun rises again over the west, golden with the moss overgrown with a spire of the Sunset Tower. They see how they dry and crumble into dust of sporangia. How a blush appears on the gray skin of sillins, and how for centuries separated families again find each other. But the future has not yet been written. Who knows what awaits Jenail?

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