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The first light of dawn crept over Greenhollow like a slow, golden tide, washing the rooftops and fields in hues of amber and rose. The air was still cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and fresh pine from the hills beyond, and the only sounds were the distant crow of a rooster and the steady rhythm of a hammer striking wood. Maribelle Whitfield knelt on her roof, her silhouette sharp against the brightening sky, her red plaid shirt already dark with sweat at the shoulders. She drove the nail home with a final, practiced blow, then sat back on her heels, wiping her brow with the back of her hand. The storm had left its mark, but her hands would set it right, as they always did. From this height, the village looked small and peaceful, but her eyes searched the paths below, looking for o…