Day Five Hundred Sixty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The atmosphere on this island is distinctly unfriendly. The Captain is puzzled by this and he admits to a battle within himself to not be hostile in return.

The cleanup on shore goes on around the clock. So perhaps the attitude could be ascribed to exhaustion and a seemingly unending undertaking.

But Elijah and I made a couple more forays and brought back another explanation.

The prevailing talk points to their deep sense of guilt over their lukewarmness towards the cult of Stan. (Some attribute it to their abandonment of the past, but they are a minuscule minority).

Because they will do anything to appease Stan, we predict things will get uglier.

The Captain concurs. We need to leave – soon.

Day One Hundred Fifty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

One more day should do it, and the early harvest will be in. There’ll be a short respite before the late crops will be ready. I see gratitude on every face.

Lyle spent the day in the vineyard with Grazie. At last, he believes, she is free of the guilt for her part in Kip’s predicament. Kip wanted her to know that he is right where he needs to be, and will do all he can to bring the Light to others.

I had accompanied them to the vineyard, but the sight of the desert beyond did not have the  same hold over me. I took my leave and sought solace in the walled courtyard.

There the visions came again.