The sun shone high in the sky, casting a dazzling light over the bustling city. A bird, a hybrid between a falcon and an owl, soared above with supernatural grace. Its pure white plumage contrasted against the clear blue sky, and its wingbeats were so silent they seemed almost nonexistent. It glided through the air currents, as if driven by a precise will.
Below, the city buzzed with activity. Workers toiled on colossal construction sites, erecting walls and structures under the rigorous orders of master builders. The former chaos of war had given way to an architectural renaissance, where each stone placed seemed to reinforce the grandeur of the new order.
