The morning sun rose over the mountains, painting the valley in shades of gold and amber. The birds were singing. The breeze was gentle. The world was peaceful.
And for Ethan, this peace was no longer a surprise. It was a foundation. Something he could build on. Something he could trust. Something that felt permanent and real.
He stood on the porch of the global council building, watching the light spread across the buildings below. It had been two months since the shadow had embraced the darkness. Two months of watching the world transform. Two months of watching fear turn into hope, isolation turn into connection, despair turn into purpose. Two months of watching the Frequency heal and grow stronger than ever before.
The city had become a symbol. A beacon of what was possible when peo
