AN: Shut up. Shut up, shut up shut up.
(Besides, technically there should be a persona for every nation/country/piece of land. So there.)
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She is younger than the rest of them, younger by years and years and years. They say she was a young teen when she was found, and though none of them really understand this strange concept of aging that happens to the nations, is a little more unnatural. She is too young to be called old, as her time on this earth has been little more than five decades, but she is too old to be called young.
(Too wise to be young, too simple to be old.)
She is stronger than she should need to be, scarred from to many battles in too little time. Her body is mangled beyond her years, and she is lean, lean and long, with her feet pointed like a dancers, and her hair curling so strangely, and her knee jutting out in the oddest way, always. She is smaller than the rest, but they are older, older and bigger, and more relaxed, and she is younger, younger and smaller, and taunt with paranoia. Her hands are rough from weapons, all the weapons used to defeat her threats, to keep her people safe. Her people, the some who shun her because their nation is female, the some who wish for her, and the all who rely upon her to keep them whole.
(While she may be falling apart at the seams.)
She has missed the world wars, she has missed the breakings of her people, and yet she goes back and back and back, promised to her people some many years ago. She is back in history, farther than many, even to the beginning, some believe. She was of controversy before she was even formed, and many silently fear the day she and Germany come to blows.
(But Germany has repented, and she has forgiven.)
She has so many people and yet so few. Troubled and hardened, some of her people are older than she. She has her people in too many countries to count, and that gives her a sort of strange power that is so hard to find. She is, some say, chatting with a divine power, and it baffles them how she can be so young and so magnificently reminiscent.
(Could they feel the same if they had met her, she asks.)
She is her people's promised land.
She is Israel.