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Captain's Log. The first summer.
One would barely know it was summer from the temperature. It isn't any warmer. It's daylight for mostly all the day outside now. That's how we tell.
I'm beginning to give up hope of salvation. We have seen nothing of anyone else, and we have used up most of our available wood.
However, we have made preparations against further elk intrusions.
We have hollowed out storage chambers capable of sustaining us for some time. We started a small farm. Xotes is pleased.
Below, we have hollowed out our bedrooms. There is not enough wood for doors, so we keep privacy as reality permits.
BurnedToast spends the days at the moment keeping track of what we have left.
Increasingly little, is my feeling. He seems tense all the time.
It may be about time to tighten the belt.