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Day Three Hundred Twenty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The Captain came down yesterday and kept vigil with me. It is strange – for all Elijah’s caution about not reacting to any sight or sound from within, there was nothing but that wisp of smoke at the beginning.

The crew still gave the area a wide berth, keeping the Captain fearful about it becoming a festering problem if things are not resolved quickly. I did my best to give him hope that it would be soon done and forgotten.

At that very juncture as if to emphasize the point, Elijah emerged from the cabin. He seemed to have just awakened and to be surprised that the Captain was present.

He declared that all that was needed was a good scrubbing.

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About rwoz2

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

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