Day One Thousand One Hundred Fifty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

A day of rest was decreed for the hiding place. The rumble of so many people noticeably lessened. A sigh of contentment passed like a wave throughout the whole cavern.

Elijah disappeared somewhere. Not in the set apart place. (I checked).

In my search I crossed paths with Tomas, and he wanted to talk.

So, as not to disturb anyone, we took our conversation outside. There Tomas poured out his concerns for Mr Kagi. They coincided with mine in every instance except one. And that consideration I had not even imagined. Tomas thinks that Mr Kagi may be in mortal danger, since the Supreme Commander no longer lives to shield him from certain elements of the army of the East.

Day One Thousand Eighty #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We took a day of rest yesterday as Lung set out with his unit and the tanker truck. It was a strategic decision.

Despite our entreaties Lung turned down our offer of refuge for him and his men back in the hiding place. And we understood when he explained with passion his need to obey. Not just within the hierarchy of the army of the East, but also that of the higher calling that keeps him there. Come what may.

We are confident he will be with us again.

Sy and Mawuli led us out into the wide expanse. Thankfully it was devoid of any army presence.

The Captain is certain the army of the East is coalescing around Babylon.

Day Eight Hundred Eighty Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

As it turns out, I did get a day of rest. Everyone settled into our new surroundings and harmony reigns. Meesa and Jezer have put their heads together and plotted how best to prepare for the expected increase in our numbers.

Elijah has found a new place to draw aside by himself. I think Jezer set it apart on his former expeditions here.

Jezer has taken the parts I rescued from the crashed drones with the intent to supply a new housing for them.

I gave some thought on how best to use such a tool for the betterment and protection of the community.

But I put such considerations aside, when Elijah ceded his space to me for the evening.

Day Seven Hundred Seventy Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Yesterday was a refreshing day of rest for all of us. We each drew apart at times for communion with the Spirit.

Both Tomas and Mei desired to venture on to see what lay beyond our line of sight, but we prevailed upon them to just wait.

This morning, therefore, we were more than ready to depart. So, we let loose the young people to tumble down the mountain ahead of us.

More switchbacks eased our descent and we remained bundled up against a bracing cold. And thankfully no sign of Stan’s presence, brooding or otherwise, disturbed our peace.

The Captain and I lagged behind and filled our time with conversation on many topics. But  at their center was Jerusalem.

Day Three Hundred Fifty Two #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I misread the reason behind the presence of the soldiers. They were there as escort to the last item mentioned by the Captain. Everyone was kept away from the area while it was winched up and stowed aboard. We were held in a makeshift guardhouse.

Then we were vetted before being allowed back aboard.

The soldiers will keep their station until we depart.

And we don’t yet know when that will be.

The Captain, in conversation with the commander of the soldiers, picked up a few pointers on pursuing his claim to the grain ship.

He has gone ashore today to follow them up. He asked if we wanted to accompany him. But we declined, preferring a day of rest.

Day Seven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

     This day has been a day of rest. Forced by circumstances. I was too used up to make my way down and on to the next viewpoint.

     A good thing. For a number of reasons, but most importantly – if I had not, I would have missed a sighting of the bridge. It lay in a quadrant that hitherto was shrouded in clouds whenever I scanned the horizon in that direction. I had felt surely that such a huge landmark would tower above any low lying cloud, and consequently overlooked it.

     I can scrap my original plan for tomorrow.

     I know now where to point my feet. And may I in future commit myself to rest. Not just when forced to.