"Mostly, it's because people have been too busy just trying to survive," I reply with a glance over my shoulder, watching as the new arrival shakes off the snow. "And when your village only has around fifty people in it, it doesn't often seem like a priority, even if I'm bitching about it now," I add with a small smile.

"We've gotten to the point though where we probably should slap on some street names, what with winter on the way. Last year was terrible, but there were fewer of us. I'd really prefer to avoid finding out after the fact that someone was stranded in a house because we didn't know they were there."