Big cold storm, much snow fall. Midwest land stuck, travel no go.

Bad news hit Cold Wind Village sky-ground! Many many sky-canoes stop. Over one thousand, one hundred sky-canoe no fly! Big sky-anger storm come, make sky-path hard, make sky-canoe sleep on ground. Many cave-people stuck, can't go home to warm cave after Big Eat Feast time. Sky-water fall hard like angry giant cry, making ground wet and slippery. Wind blow strong, make air-path bumpy and loud. Sky-canoe men say, "Too dangerous! Sky-canoe must wait, sleep on ground!" So many cave-families now sleep on cold cave-floor at sky-ground, or find new warm rock. Much sad grunts heard from cave-folk who want to be in own cave, not cold waiting place. Brog, strong mammoth hunter: "Me try go home, but sky-canoe just sit, like big sleeping beast. Me see many, many sky-canoes like dead mammoths. No fly! Brog just want warm fire in own cave." Lara, small berry picker: "Me see big black sky, then water fall, fall, fall! Then loud wind! Me scared. Me think sky-god angry. Sky-canoes must hide from sky-god's loud breath." Chief Grok, Head of Sky-Ground Dirt-Keepers: "We push snow, we chop ice, but sky still too angry. Cave-people must be patient. Find warm spot. Eat old mammoth meat. Sky will clear soon. Maybe sun-god smile again." Story by Thog from Caveman Talk Fire, on the scene.