146

Zarek

Leonis and I stagger through the streets and somehow end up quite a busy market.

“Wait here. Let me ask around,” Leonis says, seating me down on a log before disappearing into the crowd.

I stay alert, scanning my surroundings for anyone who might be able to help.

“Hey, sick man!” a little girl calls out as she walks up to me.

She looks no older than eight or nine.

“You can’t sit here. That’s