Day Nine Hundred Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

A sand storm seemed imminent throughout the morning, so I grounded the drone. And we hunkered down ourselves and did what we could to prepare for the coming blast.

Therefore we did not see the storm front veer away. Nor did we notice the approach of a lone figure crossing the sands to our position.

So we almost had a tragic incident when Jezer appeared in our midst, bearing his phony mark. He did not know he was among friends and those whom he first encountered tried to send him away, or worse.

I was first on the scene before anything untoward could happen. And hauled the more irate off of him.

Elijah dusted him off and made the introductions.

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Day Six Hundred Forty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

After the briefest of rests, we set out. But within minutes the reason for our backward movement was removed when a lone figure appeared on the horizon.  Even at a distance we knew it was Tomas.

We rushed to him.

I have never seen a more bedraggled and emaciated individual. Yet the Captain fell on his neck, weeping in gratitude to see his friend again.

Elijah and I had to assist them both back to the caravan stop.

Tomas reported there had been a clash between that huge army and many warplanes. With devastation on both sides – but particularly fatal to the flying force as their wreckage lay everywhere.

He is grateful to have escaped being under their renewal of hostilities.