One month after the floods.
By now, any hastily-packed supplies are growing scarce, if not completely depleted already. Food is gold, and options are limited. For some, bark and weeds is all that is available to ease their hunger pangs.
However, even in wartime, children are wanted and may be traded for food or money, hopefully to someone that can provide for them as well. Parents may promise to retrieve them once they are in a stable position, but there is no guarantee of finding the buyer again. Having made this choice, divided families must continue their journey, hoping that it was the right one.
It is becoming clear that, due to the massive flooding, they can never go back to the villages they knew. There is simply nothing to return to, and only memories are left of their homes. The only option is to keep walking toward something better.