In the weeks following the celebration, life in the village settled into a peaceful rhythm. The shadows had truly lifted, not only from the land but from the people's hearts. Children laughed freely, villagers worked side by side in the fields, and the bonds between everyone grew stronger. But for Kael, Morgana, and the others, a new sense of purpose began to take shape. Peace had been won, but there was much work to be done to rebuild the world they'd fought so hard to save.
Kael found himself drawn to the edges of the village each morning, watching the sun rise over the rolling hills. The soft light painted the landscape with colors he felt he was seeing for the first time. There was a purity to it, a reminder that life could indeed thrive beyond the darkness.
