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The colony of Funyanya.

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom by the far end of the western sea. The land was green and rich with grains and vegetables. This kingdom, was run by two brothers, Funa and Nyana . For some reason, the natives of this land thought they were demigods and inherited the kingdom from the goddess, Funyanya. The first natives named the land, the colony on Funyanya, long before the brothers were born.
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Funa and Nyana got into a big fight about sharing the goodness and grains of the land during the year of the great famine. Funyanya however intervened and blessed the land once more with her forever flowing mammary milk. The land became abundant again, but the brothers remained enemies. As they grew and made offsprings, they thought their wives and children to hate the other part of the family. Some decades down time, new offsprings had no idea why they hated or were at loggerheads with the other side of the kingdom, but they just knew they were.
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There were days the men from each side will trigger a fight, maybe over a farm and or animal dispute, which will result in a war. They wounded each other and eventually, some people lost their lives. This went on for years. The people were suffering, the land was suffering.
One day, the ruler's wife from the Funa clan got pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. She was surprisingly or should I say, miraculously named, Funyanya, by her mother. Funyanya grew beautiful! She was wise! In short, was a "goddess". "Maybe the real Funyanya had been reincarnated." When she became an adult, she rebelled against the long inherited war and decided to do something about it. When her parents died, She fell in love with the prince of the Nyana clan, Kambe, and got married to him against all odds.
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To be continued....

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