Day Five Hundred Ninety Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The sun gave promise of burning through the fog by the late hours of the morning.  And indeed were dispelled the minute that the transport service official stepped onto the deck.

Much to the relief it seemed to the local denizens, whom we at last saw milling about in the sun.

Elijah and I took it as our cue to stay out of sight.

The official asked the Captain if he would continue with the ship. As this would require taking the mark, he declined. So did Tomas.

Mr. Kagi spoke up and volunteered himself for consideration. The official was noncommittal and went off to canvass the crew.

He left word that those not staying needed to depart by tomorrow.

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Day Three Hundred Eighty Five evening #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enoch writes:

The children are our paramount consideration. We looked at each route down from the escarpment and discarded them one by one as too difficult for their small statures.

We swung around to the inland side, keeping the city in view in the distance. There is a road from the city that would appear to intersect somewhere to the south.