Moiéku Mané

Moiéku Mané was a highly skilled Eisenlandian astronomer, who resided for most of his life in the enchanting city of Urnu-Arrak. He was also famously known as the "astronomer poet". He would devote his whole life in the studies of the stars and writing poems about them.

Early Life
Born into a family who had to flee Eisenland for having created an illegal extremist organization. Moiéku was influenced by the master of this organization, in particular when it came to the stars. He inherited a passion for the celestial wonders that adorn the night sky. From an early age, Moiéku displayed an insatiable curiosity about the universe and the secrets it held. He found solace gazing at the stars, marvelling at their beauty and pondering the mysteries they held. He spent countless hours atop his house's roof, armed only by his eyes and a notebook, diligently recording his observations. As his knowledge grew, Moiéku's reputation as a talented astronomer began to spread throughout the city of Urnu-Arrak. Citizens, especially young sailors, sought his expertise to navigate the night skies, locate constellations, and understand the cosmic events that unfolded above their heads. His keen eye for detail and meticulous research earned him the nickname of "Utum-okul", meaning "Sun eye" among the city's inhabitants.

Late life
Moiéku's love for the stars was unmatched, surpassing his affection for anything or anyone else. He was captivated by the vast expanse of the virtual cosmos. Mesmerized by the possibilities it held, he would start writing little stories, then poems about space. He believed that the stars held answers to life's deepest questions, and sought love and inspiration in their ethereal glow. His passion for astronomy burned brightly, his heart carried an unrequited love that consumed his soul. He had fallen deeply in love with the petals of the sky, seeking solitude amidst nature's splendour. There, he would lose himself in observation, his pen dancing across parchment, crafting verses that bridged the gap between the heavens and the human heart. One day he went outside the city of Urnu-Arrak as he usually would, this time with his soulmate as a date, to observe the night sky. On that precise day, unbeknownst to him, a treacherous sand storm brewed on the horizon, its ferocity and speed were so loud that it could be seen and heard from afar. As he stood in awe of a meteor shower, the sand storm caught him. While he struggled to stand still, his eyes were in horrendous pain. Hours had passed and the sand storm finally settled. His eyes were dark red, scratched by the sand dust. He was eventually rescued by his friends and brought back to Urnu-Arrak. He was safe and sound now, but his eyes were gone forever, he had become blind. This brought Moiéku into deep sorrow. He wasn't able to accept the fact that he had lost all vision, that he would never be able to see and admire the stars any more, nor his partner, nor his children, nor his family, nor his friends. His frustration over his blindness would ultimately lead to his sudden at dawn. News of Moiéku's untimely demise reverberated through Urnu-Arrak, and even Eisenland, leaving a profound sense of loss. His fellow friends and country-men mourned the passing of a poet-astronomer who had dedicated his life to unlocking the secrets of the stars. The night sky, once a canvas for his poetic visions, seemed muted and empty without his presence. Moiéku's unpublished verses, discovered in scattered journals and tucked away in his room, became a bittersweet testament to his unrequited love and the depths of his solitary passion. His poetic legacy, tinged with a melancholic beauty, inspired others to contemplate the vastness of the universe and the transient nature of life. In the wake of Moiéku's tragic demise, Eisenland honored his memory by establishing him as one of the most important Eisenlandian poet among many others like Frijvera Manks and Doudro Shvartlen. A recognition of outstanding poetic compositions inspired by the night sky. Through this tribute, Moiéku's legacy lives on, fostering a continued appreciation for the marriage of astronomy and poetry that he so passionately embodied. Moiéku Mané's untimely death serves as a poignant reminder that even in a world filled with stars and poetic musings, love can elude the hearts of some individuals. His story stands as a testament to the power of passion and the beauty that can be created in the absence of romantic love, leaving behind a constellation of poignant words that continue to resonate within Urnu-Arrak and Eisenland.