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Day Two Hundred Three Midday #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle writes:

The scrub lands have given way to solid rock beneath my step. Off in the distance a vast desert of sand beckons me.

Behind me the city is now visible above the cliffs we descended. It sits silent and dark.

A buzzing overtook me at midday. A lone drone. Its intent, to harm me. It crashed instead.

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

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