We stopped short of the sacrificial high place yesterday. And still were undecided as to our next course of action. Elijah thought it best that we seclude ourselves for the day and seek direction as to our way forward.
This we did together, but only briefly, as we almost immediately were convinced that we should proceed in alternation.
So, one stood watch while the other two interceded.
There was little to see when the time for my vigil came around – just that towering column of smoke that has been billowing since we first witnessed it.
Then on my second watch a figure appeared and tended to the altar fire. I was certain that it was Moglen, up from Sy’s redoubt.