The House That Was Not Made of BricksIn a quiet, unassuming village nestled between rolling hills, stood a house that defied every convention. It wasn't made of the typical bricks or mortar. No one in the village could quite figure out how it remained standing, for its walls seemed woven rather than built, its roof seemed grown rather than placed, and its foundation was more rooted than constructed. Yet, there it was, towering over the landscape, a structure as mysterious as it was beautiful.The house belonged to an old woman named Maeve, a recluse who had lived in the village