For the first time we all indulged our addictions. It keeps the spirits up, and damn the health issues, we can die tonight anyway.

Our place is starting to resemble a proper home. Let's furnish it so we can live in a relative comfort, it keeps the spirits up.

We finally managed to distill some moonshine. In a city under siege food and alcohol are always in high demand

Fucking snow. It buried half of the city so deep that we can't get there. No point waiting for the snow plows...

We've combed through all the neighborhood, it's harder and harder to find anything useful. This war can't end soon enough.

With just kind words and deeds, we helped one of us survive the darkest depression that can kill just as dead as a bullet.

The dogs of war have been raging insanely all around for so long. Too long for many. But I survived and I hope I am not the only one.

The bandits came in packs like dogs driven mad with hunger. We beat them back every night. And everyone survived. A miracle.

The winter's gone. The freeze is over. We made it through... everyone made it! Amazing.

What good fortune, not only we managed to dress these critical wounds, but they are healing nicely. Someone must be praying for us.

In the beginning, we didn't hope we'll all make it. So many died. And yet we're still here. This surely means something... right?

We have now enough beds for everybody - that is, everybody but the one that has to go out and search for stuff.

It’s the children who suffer the most during war. They need all the help they can get. Thank you!

This recovery from a grave illness proves that medicines work miracles. Or perhaps some of us have really robust immune systems.

War can’t shut people’s mouths. Sometimes graffiti speaks more than a thousand words.

It’s crucial that kids learn to survive on their own. What if we don’t come back one night?

We made it! Schools will reopen soon. From now on, kids will live a normal life again

Attacking a place that shelters a kid… Atrocious! We stand together to protect our little one!

Kids… they sometimes seem to be far away from this war. It’s heartwarming.

At least, the kid has a new playmate. Maybe it will be even a break from our daily routine here

Solidarity. That’s the first thing we have to teach to our children.

We wish we could be kids again and have fun with pratically nothing.

We've explored every nook and cranny of our abode and there's nothing useful left to find. We must venture outside.

Nothing is more beautiful to see, than a child smile and play again.

It's been seven days since we holed up here. Death is all around, but we've been lucky to keep everyone alive - so far...

For the first time since we wound up here all of us ate a hot meal. Let's not get accustomed yet.

One of us survived our first brush with violent death. We hope against all odds there will be no more encounters like that.

The radio is useful beyond expectations. We get the news and it's so good to be reminded of normal life and the wide world.

Every building we visit has a story to tell. I'm wondering sometimes what kind of story we'll leave behind..

It's crucial to secure our place against night intruders. Two persons watching out for thieves can also watch out for each other.