An elderly woman spent the whole summer and autumn fixing sharp wooden stakes across her roof. Neighbors were convinced she’d lost her sanity… until winter finally arrived

The damaged stakes on the roof cast long shadows across the snow.

She held Thomas’s old map in her hands.

The village was safe for the moment.

But she knew the storm had changed everything.

The forest was still disappearing.

The winds were growing more unpredictable.

And the roof had only protected one house.

Thomas had spent his final days trying to warn her that the entire valley was vulnerable.

Now she had a decision to make.

She