Springtime in the Commonwealth

The first spring of the Sovereign Commonwealth arrived not with the sluggish, muddy melt of past centuries, but with an explosion of vibrant life that transformed the continent into a paradise. In the Great Valley of the North, the Whispering River ran clear and deep, its banks lined with flowering wild plums, golden buttercups, and sweet mountain mint. Along the fertile river terraces, northern farmers and southern agricultural scholars worked…