🏆 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.
🥇 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 made a stand
Bandits came in packs like hungry wolves. We beat them back every night. And everyone survived.
🥇 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: Distilled gold
We managed to distill some moonshine. Under siege, food and alcohol are always in high demand.
🥈 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: 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.
🥈 Note: Creature comforts
Our place is starting to resemble a proper home and it keeps the spirits up.
🥈 Diary: We have wintered
The winter's gone. The freeze is over. We made it through... everyone made it! Amazing.
🥈 Diary: We've been everywhere
We've searched everywhere, and there’s almost nothing useful left. This war can't end soon enough.
🥈 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: 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: No more tears
Nothing is more beautiful to see than a child smile and play again.
🥉 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: Doubled the watch
It's crucial to secure our place against intruders. Two lookouts can watch out for each other.
🥉 Diary: Hostel's open!
We now have enough beds for everyone except the one who has to go out and scavenge.
🥉 Diary: First blood
One of us had a brush with violent death. Let’s hope there’ll be no more such encounters.
🥉 Diary: Traces of lives
Every building we visit has a story to tell. What kind of story will we leave behind...?
🥉 Note: A bit of indulgence
We all indulged our addictions. It keeps the spirits up… and forget about health issues for once!
🥉 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.