Day Two Hundred Sixty Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Elijah was holding out for my inspection an item that he brought with him from his hideout when the leader of the guards interrupted us.

The poor man was beside himself as half of his command was laid up with fevers. As they were the ones that had accompanied us yesterday he wanted to know how we were faring. After we assured him that we were hale and hearty, he begged us to help the sick.

We went immediately.

When we reached them, those attending them were down ill also. Elijah sent me to fetch water while he tended to their needs.

Upon my return all were back on their feet and thirsty. And none any longer bore the mark.

Day One Hundred Forty One #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

An eventful day. I doubt if I can write it all down. Hopefully I won’t forget or leave out any important details.

I have met Grazie, the woman who waved to me from the western fields. Lyle was not with me, as he had wished. It happened on my inspection of the gateways into the west end. All were still shut, except for the one into the deserted first district.  Decorations were spread everywhere. It made no sense. I was at the point of leaving when she materialized at my side. She had not expected seeing me either. Of all she shared the most riveting was her warning – not to submit to her leaders.

And that the gates reopen tomorrow.