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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Ten #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We all are thankful to have left behind last night’s place of rest. The stench arising from the battlefield, though three day’s journey in the past, was settling its rankness over the locale, due to the prevalent wind current. Or, perhaps some other malevolent agency.

Tonight’s location promises to be free of that annoyance.

Upon arrival here, Tomas’s selection, Elijah announced his intent for us to wait here until further notice.

He could state no reasons in particular. Only that an uneasiness in his spirit was prompting it.

I had no such feelings. Rather, I still felt keenly the need to be moving ever closer to Babylon, and to Mr. Kagi’s aid.

That all changed as we began to intercede.

About rwoz2

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

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