Day One Thousand One Hundred Fifty #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Three of Elijah’s six disciples have left us. They continued on after we halted at daylight. They felt keenly the need to do so. Elijah did not stop, nor even try to dissuade them. Instead he gave each his blessing.

I watched them as they disappeared from sight, and silently prayed for their safe passage.

As of the time we set out this evening, agreement has still eluded us. But thankfully contention has not raised its ugly head.

And a good thing for it was a challenge dodging the patrolling drones even with seven pairs of eyes on the alert.

After a couple of close encounters I could not but help think of our departed comrades and how they fared.

Day Eight Hundred Eighty One #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Meesa had never seen a drone before. Knew of them, in theory at least, but had never laid eyes on one.

Jezer was startled upon sighting one on his return from leading four more groups out to the hiding place. He is re-evaluating his hunch that the contention between the governmental factions would give us more time. He thinks it’s a sign that the world government has gained the upper hand by bringing these machines in from the frontlines.

I think we will have to step up our departures.

Of course the others are looking to Elijah to thwart this latest threat to our safety. But he wants to put off his direct intervention for as long as possible.