Eumoiriety Island
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Last published Sat, May 14, 2022
Antoinette feels as though she goes back in time when she visits Eumoiriety Island, for her grandfathers funeral. From the moment she stepped off the boat she knew this place was unlike any other. Hoopskirts, and horse drawn carriages. Eumoiriety Island was a place of peace, happiness, Innocence, and purity. A place founded for people to live as they pleased, despite the governments around the world.
So how does an American girl feel? Coming from the land of the free, to realize she was never free at all?
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