Day Two Hundred Forty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Our journey from the oasis was nothing like our trek there. We stood side by side and set our faces towards the city. Elijah raised his staff and the next minute we were in the vineyard on the outskirts.

The once great city is gone – except for the east end where a few buildings still stand.

We see movement in the field, our next stop.

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Day Two Hundred Forty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Elijah has assumed the leadership role. And I take back all of the scribe functions.

I knew both of these facts beforehand. After all I am a prophet also.

We must prepare ourselves for we shall depart this oasis tomorrow. Rufus and Clarissa shall remain. Where we are going they cannot follow.

I shall keep to my special place the rest of the day.

Day Two Hundred Eighteen Afternoon #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enough writes:

Have decided it best to camp beside the first pool of water found on the first day in the oasis. Drink from the second. And pass the daylight hours in my special place of meditation.

Soak in the peace and quiet at all times.