At sunset, I looked back toward New City in the distance, connected by new ridgeline of signal towers, each painted in Aeternum blue and gold. Between them, freight trains rattled across bridges in the Alemia countryside.It was a skyline unlike any medieval kingdom had ever seen—a painting of steel, light, and line-of-sight.I turned to Minister Rafaela, who was marveling at the view.“It’s not just broadcast,” she said. “It’s the voice of progress.”I clasped her shoulder. “We’ve built nation from rails to towers.”That evening, in my study lit by soft glow of relay signals humming through the new highland connection, I reflected on the transformation.Aeternum had changed. The new industrial era had given birth to projects that existed only in imagination—until logistics turned them into blueprints, and machinery turned them into reality.As signal lights blinked on across remote villages, I felt something deeper: A renewed promise. A promise that knowledge, safety, and community w
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