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Day Forty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We’ve staked out a point on the wall from which to lower ourselves and our supplies. But the only thing not in our supplies currently is a rope.

More than one would be best, but I would settle for just one.

It would seem that whomever set up the defenses at this end of the city was careful to  remove every trace of a rope, or a line or anything else that could help us get down.

So Lyle and I decided that the best course of action for us would be to split up. He will head back into the city in quest of climbing equipment. I will remain in this area and continue looking for other ways out.

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About rwoz2

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

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