CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR A Hope and a FutureWe camped as the moon lit the sky, its filtered light bathing the white landscape in an eerie blue glow. The style of cavern I’d dug with Sorrel proved too small for Limah and I laughed as his head hit the ceiling and snow showered us both. “Get out!” I chided, giving his back a shove as he scrabbled free. “I’ll widen it easier with you outside.” He rose with a grunt and crawled forward, exiting face first. The top of his head struck the makeshift lintel and it held for long enough for him to escape. As the heels of his boots disappeared from view, it crashed down and took the roof with it.
“Este!” His voice sounded muffled and contained strains of hysteria.
“I’m fine,” I called. “Thanks for that.”
His muted apologies were replaced by the sound of g
