- The 30th of Birke
- This time of year the flowers should be in full bloom, but instead snow covers all. Spring's clearly going to be late. Food will be dear soon, that's certain.
- The 12th of Blathe
- It's colder and colder. Snow has been falling non-stop for 37 days now. Folk don't even bother clearing it anymore. There are no more streets, only tunnels dug through the snow.
- The 21st of Feainn
- The snow never stops falling. Our larder is bare. At least we can melt snow to slake our thirst - though I don't know how long our wood will last. For now, we're alive.
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