Day 53, morning

If it is not this monstrous winter weather besieging our settlement, it's one of the winter plagues. The middle barbarian is ill, again, and cannot attend the Halls of Learning. The eldest barbarian feels that this is most unfair and believes that he should be allowed to remain at the settlement as well.

As if I would let him.

His attitude this morning is titanic and awful. He's at war with both of the other barbarians, but especially with me. Every moment is a battle. One of the Most Honorable Elders is picking him up to convey him to the Halls of Learning so that I can keep the other barbarians inside the confines of our settlement.

I begin to believe that winter will best us.

The littlest barbarian slept poorly and it is difficult to tell if it is due to cutting teeth or coming down with whatever the middle barbarian brought back to the settlement.

I am preparing myself for a difficult day at the settlement, especially difficult on little sleep.

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