The Regent's Reflection

The Regent gazed across the glimmering coasts of Puerto Rico — his birthplace of renewal, where nature and technology had finally learned to coexist. Towers of glass breathed with living vines, and rivers of light traced the streets once burdened by history.

"This," he began softly, "is what Mars must remember — that before we left Earth, we learned to heal it."

He had protected Silver Saint Claire, the robot with a soul, but it was here that the dream began — a paradise born not of escape, but of restoration.