Day Six Hundred Thirteen #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Tomas entertained us with tales of his adventures on the road before turning in. He found the conditions the same as reported by our neighbor. And no one bothered him.

We showed him the map to the other exile’s place and he recognized most of the landmarks therein. He was excited at the prospect of leading us there.

We intended to leave at first morning light and join the farmers in their daily movement to the city. However, come the dawn not only weren’t there any farmers and their produce heading to market, but the roads were clogged with columns of soldiers.

I pointed out the obvious conclusion – construction of the army camp must be complete.

We are waiting again.

Day One Hundred Sixty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Yesterday Lyle brought out four more children. They added to our disquiet with tales of the removal of their grandparents and older people from their midst, some of whom bore the mark. The only explanation given – they are to populate the empty first district to make room in the other districts for the influx of people from without. An influx willing to receive the mark.

Beneath the surface, Lyle judges it to be the world authority’s way of strengthening its position. Remove a people’s memory and you can control and form them to your ends.

Lyle has decided to widen his net. I suggested he talk to Grazie first.

I can’t shake the feeling that something more sinister is transpiring.