It was an unprecedented speed. Never before had an avalanche been so slow. The shoring up had slowed its cascade to almost a full stop. The village had been saved, at least until the avalanche finally hit in about fifty years time.
What was most peculiar, was the villagers were now complaining.
With the state of their town, they had gone from avalanche survivors, to paupers. Their houses were worth nothing, many were now in negative equity. Their insurance wouldn't pay out because the avalanche had been stopped, and no-one would buy their houses because it was going to hit in less than a century. Instead, the villagers decided to try to make up for their losses by beckoning tourists to see the "town that knows its fate".