Day Six Hundred Eighty Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We have monitored the area uphill from our trail ever since we learned someone up there could be watching us like we watch the army below in the pass.

So far none of us have seen anything in that direction but snow and ice, or drifting fog or slow moving clouds.  There was much more of interest going on down below.

The head of the army was far beyond us. And what we saw was moving at a normal pace. And in a couple of instances at a complete standstill. These were some tanker trucks that were replenishing themselves from mountain streams.

The Captain judged by the time spent on that chore that the water levels were running quite low.

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Day Four Hundred Sixty Three #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The two incoming vessels made no moves to block our exit. This heartened us and caused us to re-evaluate. Perhaps we were misreading our situation.

The robotic warship was riding station a good distance away and showing no signs of interest in our movements.

The Captain ordered the ship to half speed as the distance closed, and on his mark Tomas set a new course in an easterly direction.

The warship continued to ignore us, as our ship picked up the pace to cruising speed.
Our sense of relief grew with the new day and no signs of pursuit. I fell to contemplating other things.

What was it that Emil had given in trade for these three cargo containers?

Day Three Hundred Eighty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Given Elijah’s time in this city, as long as he showed interest in who was coming in and not considering a departure by their gates, he was ignored. But now that he or rather “we” are planning our exit, everyone asks questions about us. When are we going – and where and for what reason? In his second such encounter he learned they do not have a kind regard for the followers of Hamashiach.

The Purser tells us this is not typical to his experience in the past. But it makes sense to me. Without the stabilizing force of the Spirit to the city, those remaining are suspicious of those who “abandoned” them.

We shall depart as soon as we can.

Day One Hundred Ninety Nine Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle writes:

The drone levels have returned to normal. Instead sightings place their interest now directed to the other side of the city.

No contact from Moglen or anyone else of his ilk.