The Fairy Diary Day 469 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The sudden appearance of Dunfallon caught everyone off guard. And because he brought Cluyjil with him (or vice versa) a small furor was raised among the fairy troops guarding the entrance. 

The Caretaker was beside himself at what he considered to be an effrontery to his authority. Thankfully the High Fairy and Merlin soothed his jangled nerves – until the worthy commandant asked the obvious question as to how a pixie and a dragon had found the hidden repository for the Crack of Doom.  

Back at Nonin-gal-dith, Dunfallon and his team (which included Rumble and Gibley) had learned that dragons have an innate sense as to the location of this most dangerous of bells. 

It was in that moment that I understood why it was that our enemy had set his sights on obtaining a dragon through his various agents. 

Now more than ever it falls to us to keep that from happening. 

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Day Nine Hundred Fifty Three #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I have to shake off the creeping mindset that has been pushing aside the still, small voice of the Spirit. Vigilance is called for.

I have been so wound up in our own situation, wanting to be free, and desiring the same for our people here, that I was blinded to the turmoil in which our poor captors find themselves.

The very basis for their beliefs has been challenged, or one might say, ground to powder.

Reuben is helping me to see this.

Somehow we must show them the remedy to their disillusionment. And Reuben has pointed out what may be the key. They are men under authority, and with the one they know crumbling, they need the true one.

Day Six Hundred Eighty Seven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We could not communicate with one another save through gestures and signs. Their weapons did most of the pointing.

After a few tense moments they seemed satisfied that we were not on a mission from their enemies which we took to be the army in the pass.

Thankfully they did not force us out into the night, but neither would they let us depart this morning.

The Captain had a sense they were waiting for someone else with the authority to make that decision.

Tomas went outside briefly with one of them and brought back news that the storm had passed.

Both Elijah and I sought to redeem the time in prayer. We were allowed use of the sleeping quarters.

Day One Hundred Eleven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

It was Lyle’s turn to stay and help the widow today. I explained to him where I had left off, and what is left to be done.

He gave me some tips on what I might run into as I tour the western half of the city. He wants me to keep a look out for any sign of authority. He wants to meet with them and ask questions about their future plans.

It turned out to be a long day with little progress. I chose the district that I thought would lead to the other gateway. As it turned out, this district has no inhabitants and no gateway link.

The west end must be much bigger than we estimated.