The Life of Cato - The Burning of Rome and The Rise of a New City (not primary, do not count)

On the night of July 18th a fire had broken out in the plebian area of the city of Rome. This was considered the market place area and a place where people came to shop. As you can imagine, that means that things were pretty close and stacked up next to one another. This let the fire grow easily and started ripping through the town. The materials used on the roads and houses of this region were flammable and before we knew it a week went by and a city was buried. There was a halt in productivity and public activity for some days. Family members, friends, and homes all lost in the chaotic surge of the horrible fire. My house was close to the inner city so I headed into town to check it out. What I came upon was absolutely miserable. Decent houses that I used to walk by were now leaning over themselves in shambles, kids and dogs flooded the streets as they had nowhere to go, and the entire city was now littered with black ash everywhere you looked. An order was sent out for builders to meet that weekend and start to organize a task force to help the people in need find shelter while builders went to work repairing the damages and rebuilding houses. My father's company was ordered to rebuild public spaces and the major public street. However, my father put me in charge of redoing the whole street myself along with any employees that I needed to finish it. My father made it very clear that we were only to be ordering and using non-flammable materials like rock and marble. Unlike my first road that I put together which was wood, clay, dirt, and stone,  this new road had to meet brand new material requirements. The road still must be eight feet wide straight and sixteen feet wide on turns, but the only materials that were to be used was stone and marble. While this made roads more efficient, less flammable, and called for less maintenance, the initial process of breaking down these materials takes twice as long as before. My father made it very clear that no shortcuts were to be taken and that I ordered the best quality stone and marble. My two employees and I spent three days pounding marble and throwing stone on the ground. By two weeks the city had looked completely different; my fathers new buildings looked amazing and the new road that I made was a lot smoother. It was the work of my father and I that had made this new place. From the dark ashes of a devastating fire rose a brand new stone city.