As the days passed, spring took full control of Shadow City, leaving no corner untouched by its magic.
The people, who had once only known hardship and famine, embraced the season like a long-lost lover.
Every day as Seraphina and her husbands made their way into the city, they were greeted with mesmerizing sights of children dancing through the blooming streets while weaving flower crowns from the abundant blossoms, shop keepers adorning their stalls with vibrant fabrics and painting the marketplace in hues that had never been seen here before.
For the first time in generations, the air was filled with the smell of fresh earth instead of decay, of blooming flowers instead of dust. The once desolate land was now singing with the chirping of birds, and animals were returning to the forests surrounding the city, marking the return of true balance.
