Some people called it the time of undoing; some wishing to be more positive, spoke of it as the replanting or the restoring or even the resurrection of the earth. All these names were accurate. Something had been done, and now it was being undone. Much had died or broken or killed, and now it was coming back to life.

This was the work of the world in those days: Nutrients were put back in the soil of the great rain forests of the world, and the trees could grow tall again. Grazing was bannished from the edges of the great deserts of Africa and Asia, and grass was planted so that steppe and then savanna could slowly reconquer territory they had lost to the stone and the sand. Though the weather stations high in orbit could not change the climate, they tweaked the winds often enough that no spot on Earth would suffer drought or flood, or lack for sunlight. In great preserves the surviving animals learned how to live again in the wild. All the nations of the world had an equal claim on food, and no one feared hunger anymore. Good teachers came to every child, and every man and woman had a decent chance to become whatever his or her talents and passions and desires led them to become.

TO BE CONTINUED!
•Tried posting it erlier it didnt work so sorry for the delay. I have a LOT more to this story.
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