After The Fall

Intro – 8s, breaking news tone fades]

Narrator (soft):

The villain fell tonight.

The city exhales…

But not everyone breathes easy.

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I watched the skyline steady its hands,

Sirens quiet like they understand,

We lost so much just to stand here free,

Names etched deep in memory.

Isaiah did what needed done,

Not for glory, not for anyone,

But victory don’t mean the work is through—

Peace is fragile,

And power is too.

President (spoken):

We honor the courage…

And we stay alert.

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President:

Justice must outlive the fight.

Marco (distant):

Justice is written by who holds the night.

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President:

The city stands—law intact.

Marco:

Crowns fall fast; shadows adapt.

Former Mayor:

Order shifts when thrones collapse.

All:

The villain’s gone—

But echoes last.

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I watched him fall like a chapter closed,

Felt relief mix with what I chose,

I told myself fear kept people safe,

Now I see the lie in my own face.

Isaiah stood where I stepped aside,

Paid the price I tried to hide,

If this is justice, clear and true—

Then I was wrong…

Through and through.

Former Mayor (quiet):

And that’s a debt I’ll always owe.

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They cheer like endings don’t make room,

For something new to fill the gloom,

Villains fall, the crowd moves on,

But power doesn’t stay gone.

I watched Isaiah take his place,

Saw the hope on every face,

They think the night finally lost its claim—

Funny…

That’s when games change.

Marco (low):

Every fall creates a vacancy.

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President:

We choose daylight, not control.

Marco:

Daylight casts the longest shadows.

Former Mayor:

May the city learn from this.

Marco:

May it forget—

Like cities do.

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President:

We’ll protect what’s been restored.

Marco:

I’ll protect what comes next.

Former Mayor:

God help us if those aren’t the same.

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President:

The villain fell, the people rise.

Former Mayor:

Truth hurts more than any disguise.

Marco:

Power waits where trust runs thin.

All:

One story ends—

Another begins.

The night is quiet, the lights are on,

But calm don’t mean the dark is gone.

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President (firm):

We stand with Isaiah.

Former Mayor (soft):

I pray that’s enough.

Marco (whispered, smiling):

It never is.