There wasn’t much to do in the village. Zen had given me a long branch to use as a cane, but I’d tripped over it more than it had helped me. If I’d listened to her first warning and stayed in the cabin, I wouldn’t have been blinded by the snow. But if I hadn’t gone out, maybe I’d never have found this village and Pickles would’ve been forever lost.
I couldn’t regret my choices, not now the dust bunny was safe with me, but it certainly had been a gamble. I had to be more careful with my next decision because at the rate it was going, things weren’t turning out well for me. Just like the legends said, I was leaving a trail of doom in my wake.
“It’s cold today,” I said, wrapping my arms around myself. I wished we could sit inside, but the mother was tending to Alf or something and Zen didn
