The Fairy Diary Day 131 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We passed by the first human outpost today. Dunfallon checked it out from the air and Rumble made  sure all was clear on the ground. While they saw to their tasks I talked with Noralei about her time at Merlin’s castle. And eventually circled around to her observations about the Will’o’the Wisp. 

She knew little more than the new prison she had helped fashion for him. It is larger inside than the outside confines – part of the spell Merlin cast over it. He is right at home for it contains a good deal of his swamp. And at times he sings like a contented song bird. Though she says she understands not a word. 

And I knew that Merlin must know that of which he sings. 

We moved into the outpost at the ‘all clear’ from the boys. 

And I was left to ponder.

The Fairy Diary Day 99 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Noralei joined Rumble, Dunfallon and me after a long night at her forge. She had returned to it immediately upon leaving the interview yesterday. And labored the night through. 

The prison she fashioned for Willie still looks like a lantern, but it has four compartments – rooms, if you will, rooms that are furnished. A rather ingenious design suggested by the High Fairy himself. So long as Willie behaves himself he won’t hurt himself or the things placed inside for his comfort. 

His excellency approved it on sight and then effected the transfer of the Wisp to his new domicile. 

When done the High Fairy astonished us all by announcing that we would be taking Willie with us on our mission. He then commanded the four of us to spend some time getting to know one another better before leaving Nonin-gal-dith.

The Fairy Diary Day 98 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The High Fairy required a meeting with Noralei before giving his consent to her addition to our number. My companions and I waited in his antechamber through what turned out to be a very long interview. 

Rumble knew Noralei and considered her an excellent choice (in fact he wished he had thought of her himself). And Dunfallon, upon introduction to her, was more than approving, he was downright bouncing with enthusiasm. 

At long last, when they emerged, the High Fairy announced that Noralei was now appointed one of our number. And was given her first assignment. 

She would return to her forge and fashion a proper prison for the Will’o’the Wisp.

Day One Thousand One Hundred Seventy One #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We took turns through the night watching the prison. No one reported signs of seeing anyone – no prisoners, no guards, no deliveries, (even by drone).

Those contraptions and birds were all that moved. And always passing overhead on their way to somewhere else. And if any bird dropped down to roost it was only momentary.

So, this morning Elijah rose and boldly went down into the road and walked into the prison. No one and nothing stopped us. From top to bottom it was empty.

Magwich was at a total loss. And could not understand why what he had seen with his own eyes proved to be false.

Elijah announced that we would return to Jerusalem and the Temple Mount.

Day One Thousand One Hundred Seventy #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Reuben found us a nice perch on a building across from the army barracks that stands outside of the prison. The whole area including the army camp and the prison appeared deserted.

Few drones were flying around. Just enough that we decided it was safe to fly ours.

Inside the prison there was no sign of movement or activity.

On its return flight, we caught sight of someone else atop another building.

Quasimo took it down for a closer look. And there staring out at the prison was Magwich. Alone.

Reuben went to him and brought him back.

He was contrite. Especially when he reported that his comrades had been killed.

But then related that he had traced Mawuli here.

Day One Thousand Eighty Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Our transition was only to a more lofty prison. Upon arrival our guards hustled one and all up to the floor beneath the penthouse. Promises were made of an audience above, immediately upon the return of the Supreme Commander.

The demeanor of our captors has improved towards us. They are cowed by these surroundings and no doubt in awe that their very presence here is in large part due to us.

We were allowed to converse and even given freedom to move about. The view was negligible though, given the darkness of the hour, but come morning it was unobstructed in every direction.

Far away in the dock area I saw what could only be the Captain’s beloved ‘rust bucket.’

Day Nine Hundred Fifty Seven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Thus we learned how the other groups had been spirited out of the prison. They had climbed into the emptied tanks of the tanker trucks and been driven out in broad daylight.

Our trio of rescuers reported that the first contingent of prisoners is now safely at the hiding place.

By mutual agreement the balance of Raj G’s group were taken out today, and the trio will return in two days to ferry the guards out.

Elijah and I are waiting to accompany them at that later date.

And we hope to redeem the time until then by pouring into the lives of the guards. They have so much to unlearn. It calls for the greatest patience – something Elijah has.

Day Nine Hundred Fifty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I awoke this morning with a song bubbling up from within. Its tune, the same as that given to me two days before Elijah and I met the Raj family. And the one they were singing at the moment our paths crossed.

This coupled with what Elijah shared with us yesterday sent shivers of excitement through me.

I ran to tell Elijah. And found him with Reuben and Magwich. I just barely finished my explanation when a guard interrupted us, jabbering about needing our presence in the delivery area of the prison.

Three tanker trucks had pulled into the prison and were pumping out their contents into the water cisterns.

The three drivers greeted us – Jezer, Elam, and Raj G.

Day Nine Hundred Fifty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

A spirit of calm pervades the prison. Much due to the leadership of Reuben and Magwich.

Throughout the day decisions were made between the two groups: the guards and the prisoners, as how to best govern ourselves to the end that we all escape this place.

And escape we must. We cannot simply walk out. For by the manner in which we, the prisoners, were brought in, we were kept in the dark that the prison is situated within the bounds of a military installation.

Though certain that word has not leaked to them of the great change here, Reuben is not sure how long that secret can be maintained.

Elijah declares, however, that we only need wait until tomorrow.