Day Seven Hundred Forty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We are descending. Not from the mountains, that is certain. Just into a space at a lower elevation than the peaks around. And signs of habitation therein raises our curiosity.

Even now Tomas has left us to see what he can see. The Captain advises again to go around rather than through.

I walked and talked with Mei all day. She laid bare her heart and even now holds out hope. This despite word from all quarters, save Tomas himself for he has been avoiding her.

I intend to speak to Elijah about this, but I am sure he will tell me that it is up to Tomas to make his intentions clear.

Thus the torture continues for poor Mei.

Day Three Hundred Seventy Nine evening #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enoch writes:

We have been through a dozen villages. All deserted. The one ahead shows signs of habitation, but its gate is closed. Probably too many refugees have trekked this way.

We shall skirt around it and camp down by the river on the far side.

Mary hopes to catch a riverboat there.