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Day Twenty One #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle was still indecisive this morning. He lingered by his pigeon cote and wouldn’t eat. I finally recalled why I came in the first place.

I told why I had sought him out.  He remembers the one who told me about him, and exacted the promise from me to attempt to find him. And when I added that she is waiting for him somewhere in the north…

Well, that was all it took. He had everything together in the blink of an eye. And released all of his charges, save one. That he placed in a special single cage, which will sit quite comfortably atop his pack.

I soon had us retracing my steps to the bridge that points northward.

About rwoz2

Poet, historian, writer for stage and screen. Responder to Jesus (Romans 5:8)

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