Day Five Hundred Eleven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We have come safely through the jungle. But not without problems.

First there was the issue of that irate merchant, whom I could tell was delighted by thoughts of doing us harm. Such a mind will only succeed in consuming itself.

Then, just today, there was a ferocious attack by a big cat – not a lion – but a jet black cat about the size of a lion. And not upon us, but upon other travelers, a family of peasants.

Elijah waded straight into the fray swinging his staff left and right. The cat bobbed and weaved, and took a swipe at him, but at the same instant Elijah caught him with a backhand, sending him sprawling.

Stunned, the cat fled.