Day Five Hundred Fifty #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Several vessels passed us this morning, traveling in the opposite direction. They were not within hailing distance, so the Captain attempted to raise them on the satellite radio, but there was no response.

Later, another flotilla of ships appeared on a track inward from ours, and like the first batch on an opposite heading from our ship.

As none acknowledged our radio hail, the Captain brought us to within hailing distance of the lead vessel.

After the customary niceties, we learned that all ships sailing under the protection of the mark have been ordered to proceed to the world capital.

This news made Elijah all the more anxious to get the Hamashiachites to the next port and on their way.

Day Five Hundred Fifteen #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

This city is a jumble. The people are milling about everywhere. Many have taken up residence in the streets, and thereby impede all movement.

We have spent a good part of the morning trying to find a way through to the harbor area. No street runs straight. We would choose a likely prospect only to be disappointed when it lead to a dead end or took a turn to the opposite direction.

Everyone we ask either doesn’t know where the harbor is located  or didn’t even know there was one. Seems we are all new to the city. And all strangers.

Then turning one corner, first Elijah then I heard the melody I had awakened to just two days ago.