There is a mad scrabble for food before winter hits. It is not enough. I will watch my Pikas die this winter. The feeling of doom is present everywhere. The air is heavy with it. Or is that just the pollution in the air? Either way, the feeling of depression affects everyone. Unique has even lost her ever-cheerful smile. We all know that all of us cannot make it.
The Rest of My Life: January, My 6th Winter
Death spells this winter for me. Famine and disease strike the Pikas, and it seems everyday we hear the mournful wails of a family who has just lost one member. My Unique is failing in strength. I try everything I can to help her. Without her, I am lost. I am loosing her. Day by day she grows worse and worse. She is sick, but I cannot give her more food or we will starve before spring comes again. I venture out into the snow to find something more for our food store but the result of my venture is only a cough I fear to pass on to her to make her worse.