- 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: Finished ransacking
We've explored every nook and cranny of our abode and there's nothing useful left to find. We must venture outside.
- 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: Distilled gold
We finally managed to distill some moonshine. In a city under siege food and alcohol are always in high demand.
- 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.
- 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: 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: 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.
- 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: 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: 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.
- 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.
- 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: We Have Wintered
The winter's gone. The freeze is over. We made it through... everyone made it! Amazing.
- 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?
- 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.
- 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: Exodus
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.
- Epilogue: New life
Livia managed to survive until the end of war and gave birth to her child in time of peace.