This War of Mine: The Little Ones

Epilogue: This War of Mine: The Little Ones

What's next? What do we do? Where do we go?

Epilogue: War is over

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

Diary: Day 7

We’ve been holed up here for seven days, and we’ve managed to keep everyone alive - so far...

Diary: Vexing snow

Vexing snow. Half of the city’s buried so deep we can't get there. My kingdom for a snow plow...

Diary: Finished ransacking

We've explored every nook and cranny of our abode. Now we must venture outside for more supplies.

Note: Bless the radio

The radio is useful beyond expectations. We get weather reports, important news and music too.

Note: Distilled gold

We managed to distill some moonshine. Under siege, food and alcohol are always in high demand.

Note: Doubled the watch

It's crucial to secure our place against intruders. Two lookouts can watch out for each other.

Diary: Miraculous recovery

Either modern medicines work miracles, or perhaps some of us have really robust immune systems.

Diary: Patched up and ready to go

What good fortune. We managed to dress these grave wounds and now they are healing nicely.

Diary: Back from the brink

With just kind words and deeds, we helped one of us survive the darkest depression.

Diary: Hostel's open!

We now have enough beds for everyone except the one who has to go out and scavenge.

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 used to it yet.

Diary: First blood

One of us had a brush with violent death. Let’s hope there’ll be no more such encounters.

Note: Creature comforts

Our place is starting to resemble a proper home and it keeps the spirits up.

Diary: Traces of lives

Every building we visit has a story to tell. What kind of story will we 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!

At first we hardly dared to hope we’d make it, yet we're still here. It means something… right?

Diary: We've been everywhere

We've searched everywhere, and there’s almost nothing useful left. This war can't end soon enough.

Diary: We made a stand

Bandits came in packs like hungry wolves. We beat them back every night. And everyone survived.

Note: A bit of indulgence

We all indulged our addictions. It keeps the spirits up… and forget about health issues for once!

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?

Diary: Our future

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

Note: Avoid the worst

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

Note: Better days

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

Diary: Bond for life

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

Note: Everybody got to learn

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

Diary: Our own playground

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

Note: No more tears

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