We had more than enough fur today. It seems like everyone has gotten what we are trying to do. Now, we have so many fur pelts that it is unbelievable. William helped Angelo stitch them together. It turns out that William had some knowledge of it from his mother's efforts. He doesn't seem to mind doing it at all. Apparently, it reminds him of his home.

  Today, we stitched together ten fur coats, one for all of us. We will probably stitch together some gloves later. They are rather warm and very nice. We had to clean some of them off before we were able to use them though. it is not like we mind. It is nice to be warm again.

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  Lawrence wore his around the camp, "This feels like I am inside the tent when you're treating someone again."

  "So you're really only there for the warmth?" I questioned.

  "And to talk," he defended himself.

  It seems like everything has gotten better these last few days. Yuri is thinking of moving us on the seventh. He said that we will on the eighth at the very least. I cannot wait to go back to Maria. I know that Angelo cannot wait to get to Alena. Life is looking up. Perhaps we are not doomed after all.