Day One Thousand One Hundred Fifty Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Elijah called for an end to the demolition of all the remaining passages into the hiding place area. The Captain started to protest, but Sy stepped forward and by his argument convinced our friend that such measures were no longer necessary.

Mei and Meesa asked to meet with us to discuss the state of our provisions and the water supply here. After they expressed their concerns, Elijah was able to put them at ease, stating that, given the time remaining there is more than enough to care for the 120,000 people, called to be here.

Afterwards I had so much to think about, that I drew away to the set apart place to intercede for Mawuli and, yes, Mr Kagi.

Day Seven Hundred Thirty Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The attitude of our guards changed after our interchange with their commander. They deferred to our needs in all interactions since then.

Another tanker truck arrived this morning, just as the first finished filling up. The commander will be staying here while sending the full one back. (The second belongs to his command also).

He will keep us here until he receives an answer to his communication.

Elijah has made it known to everyone his decision not to go backward. He is open to accepting any provisions the Supreme Commander may release for our use, but he won’t appear before him as a condition to receive them.

Tomas took me aside to ask if he had made the right decision.

Day Six Hundred Fifty One #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We took stock of provisions at the end of our trek this morning. The Captain thinks there’s enough water for three more days. We all hope we can replenish before then.

It was a hard passage last night. The trail left the side of the dry river bed to climb up unto a low tableland. An hour later we descended down to what Tomas considers to be the same dry river bed. The trail has merely cut off a wide loop of the same, saving us some miles and time, but the way up and the way down made it all the more arduous.

Crossing the tableland under the stars I thought much about that star on the belt buckle.