The Fairy Diary Day 77 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

When we left the hillocks a black bird was waiting for us where we planned to enter the woodlands. I spotted it first and at my alarm, Dunfallon charged ahead on his goat. 

I thought fleetingly of sending an arrow at the bird, but almost before the thought was born, the raven cawwed once, and winged off. 

In response Rumble spread his wings and took up the pursuit. Fearful of a trap, I called him back. 

We conferred and decided that in future we would only act and move in concert whenever that ominous bird appeared. 

Once in the woods, Dunfallon took the lead and told us we should be in Nailbiter’s village sometime tomorrow. 

Day Five Hundred Seventy #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The Captain has made another course correction. I was with him when he sent the order down. He was excited to show me the chart with his calculations on it.

There was a line representing our track, a bulge into the open sea, far from any indication of land. Now pointed like an arrow at an archipelago.

When I pointed to a column of figures scribbled beside the pencil track, the Captain summed it up with three words, “Two days away.”

And just like that pencil track amidst the empty space on the map, so has been the ocean surrounding us, devoid of any vessels.

And the Captain has decided to triple the lookouts. Only Elijah and I are excused.