Dear Peasants,
We regret to inform you that we will indeed be releasing later than planned. Don't worry, very soon you will have your very own bouncing baby Eon. In the mean-time, to give yourself a sneak preview of what Eon will be, we reccomend throwing yourself headlong from the summit of
Olympus Mons at the moment of impact as Mars collides with Earth as an infinite number of voices are raised in harmony in a choral revelation of unknowable awe and limitless splendor. Take that, expand it to the limits of eternity, and you will begin to know a fraction of what Eon truly is.
Your long lost kindergarten teacher -
The Right Honorable Leftennant John H. Dracula - Mrs. (deceased)