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Note: The school of life
It’s crucial that kids learn to survive on their own. What if we don’t come back one night?
Note: Street Art
War can’t shut people’s mouths. Sometimes graffiti speaks more than a thousand words.
Note: No more tears
Nothing is more beautiful to see than a child smile and play again.
Note: Helping children
It’s the children who suffer the most during war. They need all the help they can get. Thank you!
Note: Everybody got to learn
Solidarity. That’s the first thing we have to teach to our children.
Note: Doubled the watch
It's crucial to secure our place against night intruders. Two persons watching out for thieves can also watch out for each other.
Note: Distilled gold
We finally managed to distill some moonshine. In a city under siege food and alcohol are always in high demand.
Note: Creature comforts
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.
Note: Bless the radio
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.
Note: Better days
Kids… they sometimes seem to be far away from this war. It’s heartwarming.
Note: Avoid the worst
Attacking a place that shelters a kid… Atrocious! We stand together to protect our little one!
Note: A bit of indulgence
For the first time we all indulged our addictions. It keeps the spirits up, and damn the health issues, we can die tonight anyway.
Epilogue: We made it!
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?
Epilogue: War is over
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.
Safe at last, I looked back at the burning city and wept. I wished that all who wanted to leave it could do so. Escape from Pogoren.
Diary: We've been everywhere
We've combed through all the neighborhood, it's harder and harder to find anything useful. This war can't end soon enough.
Diary: We Made A Stand
The bandits came in packs like dogs driven mad with hunger. We beat them back every night. And everyone survived. A miracle.
Diary: We Have Wintered
The winter's gone. The freeze is over. We made it through... everyone made it! Amazing.
Diary: Traces of lives
Every building we visit has a story to tell. I'm wondering sometimes what kind of story we'll leave behind...
Diary: The Truth
Faced my demons and learned the truth of that horrible night.
Diary: The doctor
The stakes were high, but I could not stay idle. I killed those soldiers, but I saved the doctor.
Diary: Shooting for five stars
For the first time since we wound up here all of us ate a hot meal. Let's not get accustomed yet.
Diary: Patched up and ready to go
What good fortune, not only we managed to dress these critical wounds, but they are healing nicely. Someone must be praying for us.
Diary: Our own playground
We wish we could be kids again and have fun with practically nothing.
Diary: Our future
We made it! Schools will reopen soon. From now on, kids will live a normal life again.
Diary: Miraculous recovery
This recovery from a grave illness proves that medicines work miracles. Or perhaps some of us have really robust immune systems.
Diary: Hostel's open!
We have now enough beds for everybody - that is, everybody but the one that has to go out and search for stuff.
Diary: Home Shelled Home
Finally found a way back to the old apartment. Or whatever was left of it.
Diary: First blood
One of us survived our first brush with violent death. We hope against all odds there will be no more encounters like that.
Diary: Finished ransacking
We've explored every nook and cranny of our abode and there's nothing useful left to find. We must venture outside.
Diary: Effing Snow
Fucking snow. It buried half of the city so deep that we can't get there. No point waiting for the snow plows...
Diary: Day 7
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...
The hoodie meant the world to Amelia, but war turns everything upside down. This piece of cloth was crucial to this woman’s health. Maybe life.
Diary: Bond for life
At least the kid has a new playmate. Maybe it will even be a break from our daily routine here.
Diary: Back from the brink
With just kind words and deeds, we helped one of us survive the darkest depression that can kill just as dead as a bullet.