Chapter 59 A New Dawn

The days that followed the destruction of the Citadel passed in a blur. The Exiled had begun the long process of rebuilding, but there was no joy in it. The war was over, but the scars of the battle remained, etched deeply into the hearts of those who had survived. Isla and Dominic had returned to their temporary camp, a quiet settlement on the edge of the ruined city. The scent of fresh earth mixed with the remnants of smoke that still clung to the air. The morning sun struggled to break through the dense clouds, casting the world in an uncertain light. It felt like the calm before a storm, though Isla couldn’t quite say what the storm would be.