C351 A MESSAGE TO THE PEOPLE

"It’s time to tell them the truth. No more whispers. No more secrets in the dirt," Damon said, his hand resting on Elara’s shoulder. They stood on the high balcony of the North Farm, looking out over the fields where the grain was still burning. The smoke rose in gray coils, mixing with the morning light.

Elara leaned into his touch, her hand coming up to cover his