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1. The Storm

The first tremor of engines tore through the stillness. The ancient peepal leaves shivered...not with wind, but under the crushing weight of dust and danger. The villagers halted mid-step, breaths caught in a sudden panic that pulsed through the air like a living thing. The air was thick with the scent of revenge, raw and relentless as the monsoon mud clinging to the earth.

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