Day Five Hundred Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I don’t like this forest we are traversing. Not at all. At times the path disappears completely. Jordan warned us about its vastness. And gave it a name, calling it a jungle.

It’s noisy in the extreme, except when it isn’t. Elijah says the small animals are the noisy ones, but when you hear them, all is well. But when they’re quiet, you should be concerned, for it means that some larger animals are hunting them.

I hesitated and decided not to ask but he injected into my pause that it most likely is a lion or some other fierce predator.

I got to say that after that I pulled back from the lead position and kept pace with Elijah.