Years had passed since the village had laid down its swords and embraced a life of peace. The Luminal Sanctuary had blossomed into a thriving community, a gathering place for seekers, dreamers, and those yearning to understand the meaning of true unity. The fields flourished, the river flowed steady and clear, and the village had grown as new families settled, drawn by the stories of a place where shadows no longer held sway.
Kael and Morgana had become legends within the village, though they preferred to live humbly among their people. They were no longer the young warriors who had once wielded steel and faced unspeakable darkness; instead, they had become the quiet leaders who fostered growth, understanding, and peace. Though older, they wore the years gracefully, carrying the wisdom of battles won and the contentment of lives well-lived.
