The Fairy Diary Day 25 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The High Fairy replied, but his message was not discernible at first. The scroll had turned black within its case. I held it up to the sunlight to dispel the murk. After long moments of stillness his words surfaced from beneath the blackness. 

The strokes of his pen were as equally dark with foreboding. The High Fairy warned that tragedy lay ahead. 

It did little to prepare us for the reality. Least of all for our new found companion, Dunfallon.

He had skipped ahead in his excitement to be home – only to be greeted by scenes of destruction and slaughter. 

Rumble rushed to his side to comfort him. And attempted to hold him back from his family burrow. Unsuccessfully. 

I led us out of the burrows immediately. 

We still do not know what our enemy looks like. But we have seen his cruelty.

Day Five Hundred Ninety Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Both the Captain and Tomas were thankful for their deliverance, and the Captain contrite about his attitude of yesterday.

They had been swept up by a patrol when a merchant raised a hue and cry after our friends tried to make a purchase without the mark.

Thankfully such a fervor has not spread out to this area. Yet.

For now the two are content to stay put and consider their options.

Just after noon the darkness returned. I thought it providential in that it would hide us from any pursuers. Elijah, however, considers it a finger pointed directly at us. But he says that without any concern.

Certainly we see no one walking about in the murk.

We’ll know tomorrow.