The first spring after the fall of Cassidy Vale came quietly. No fireworks, no parades — only the slow rhythm of a city relearning how to live.Garden Metro had changed. The once-blackened skyline now carried scaffolds and cranes instead of smoke. Market squares buzzed again with merchants, laughter, the cries of children who had never known a world without fear. The Council Hall had been stripped bare and repurposed into a “Citizens’ Forum,” where anyone could stand and speak — a place Elara had insisted on building, though she rarely attended.Because peace, she’d learned, didn’t rest easy.A City Trying to HealElara still rose before dawn. She walked the riverbanks each morning, boots sinking in damp silt, breathing the sharp scent of the water that had once been Cassidy’s weapon. The current moved differently now — freer, less restrained by the rusted locks and gated ports.But freedom came with its own kind of noise.Everywhere, people argued — about taxes, trade, safety, and w
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