October 14th- The Long Road

Dearest,

I am sorry it has been so long since I have written. We have experienced troubles aplenty crossing from our old life to the new. Consumption has racked our life over the past few weeks, as little has been available, but all has disappeared into the gullets of those that surround. I wish I brought great tidings, but the mundane still dominates.

There was frost on the ground for the first time, not two days hence. Thankfully, we have reached this point before winter tightens its deathgrip. We have seen fewer animals over the past week, however, so maybe it has started without our notice. As you know from our previous ruminations, we have been moderately prosperous this past season, enough to survive, but not much to save for future uses. Ah well, for what more can you ask? To survive is to live, and to live is to hope for warmer times. Without that hope, you might as well lie down and let winter cover you with ice and snow.

Ah, well it seems that the campaign has no wait for the poor ramblings of one such as me. I will write more as I can. We are all restless and must keep moving to avoid the black sleep.

Yours,

BZ