Elijah writes:
As our survey of the north side of the city proved fruitless, the Purser wants to turn our attention to the south side today. I think it best to camp out by the northern gate and wait there but finally agree to tour the southern section – with the proviso that we make a circuit and end up at the northern gate.
Lyle writes:
One of my leaders brought a small matter to me to judge this morning. You would think that such small irritants would be overshadowed by the seriousness of our present situation. Life goes on. I made it an object lesson.
The drone presence slackens. Only one circulates at a time. When a second arrives, the other makes one last circuit in tandem, then disappears back into the city.
A column of smoke rises again over the city. It has grown throughout the morning swelling ever upward.
Lights shone out of the west end last night. Not the light from fire, candle, or oil lamp, but the bright glow powered by electricity.
It’s a clear message. Stan has delivered on his promise to the west end leaders. Or would it be more correct to say that the world government has exerted its power?
Anyway, it does not extend here. The electrical circuits for the east end have not been connected. Already this morning, Lyle has heard complaints through the leaders from their people, wondering why they have not been included.
Sore trials lay ahead. Camping outside the walls for the harvest is looking more preferable. Yet Lyle would still like to hear from Kip and Moglen first.
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