The Fairy Diary Day 588 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Rumble and I were half expecting to catch up with Dunfallon and Navril. We reasoned that they were probably going along at a leisurely pace, with the pixie pointing out the sights along the way. But that expectation waned as time passed. Then we began to think we just may have passed them somewhere. 

Finally, we succumbed to the urgency we both felt and quickened our own pace without them. And whereas before Rumble and I caught one another up on the time in which we were apart from one another, thereafter we hardly exchanged a word, being totally focused on our progress to our destination. 

But I could not quiet my mind. The closer we got to the repository the noisier it became. Something Rumble had shared about his time at Merlin’s castle disturbed me greatly. Snatches of conversation overheard cast a very suspect interpretation to the actions of the High Fairy, especially in regards to his loyalty. 

We debated going into the outskirts of the capital to stay at a comfortable inn. In the end we opted to pass the night in a meadow on the further side. 

The Fairy Diary Day 587 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

My friends dropped by first thing this morning to check on me. (I was fine, though I was touched by their concern). Tinadell had with him two scarves and two pairs of mittens for me. The latter he had fashioned from the leftovers of the cobwebs, insufficient to make a third scarf. I thanked him. 

Rumble wanted to talk. Really, he wanted to finish our discussion of last night. Then he had been trying to convince me to set out to the repository sooner rather than later – and not wait for the arrival of Merlin. He explained that his feelings of urgency then had only increased. 

At that point he turned to Tinadell and asked him to share what he had told him last night after they had dropped me off. With reluctance Tinadell spoke of the uneasiness that has upset him ever since Noralei and Gibley departed. He added that something is wrong – very wrong. 

Rumble chipped in that the wizard would be sure to find us. And Tinadell said that was certain because he would tell the wizard himself when he returned. (Rumble in the heat of the moment had forgotten that Tinadell was sentenced to remain in Nonin-gal-dith by royal edict). 

I told my friend we needed to prepare to be off. For throughout our conversation my pendants were warming alarmingly. 

Day One Thousand One Hundred Seventy Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

None of us wanted to leave the area without Magwich. So Reuben led us to a deserted compound that at one time was the residence of a relative who just happened to be related to Magwich as well.

While Elijah and I remained behind, Reuben and Quasimo went in search of our friend.

We originally focused on interceding for our absent trio, but that soon changed. Both of us began praying simultaneously for Tomas and Sy with an urgency that I have seldom experienced before.

In comparing notes with Elijah afterwards, he had had a vision of Moglen leading a bound and gagged Mawuli.

Our earlier intercession was rewarded by the return of Reuben and Quasimo carrying a wounded Magwich.

Day One Thousand One Hundred Sixty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I had not been able to close my eyes in sleep all night. I was compelled by an urgency to intercede for Tomas and Sy on their reconnaissance mission.

Yet the vigil in no way impaired me in my chores come the day. It seemed only to have energized me to further exertion.

In the afternoon I worked with Quasimo on a big project. Our drones kept at the hiding place had fallen into disrepair during the time of our separation in the East and South. He had gathered the necessary parts, and we should have them up and ready by tomorrow.

Elijah saw what we were doing and stopped and forbid us to use them anywhere in the vicinity.

Day Six Hundred Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

A sense of urgency, the result of yesterday’s revelations, has been the theme for today. We’ve each had to combat it in our own way. The key is not to rush headlong, but to wait and only move in the Spirit’s leading and in His peace.

I think we have each been concerned for the other and not at all turned inward on the self.

We know our destination, just not the timing.

The Captain would seize the moment and head off immediately, if we let him. But to his credit he will wait for confirmation.

For now we need to go about our day keeping things as normal as possible.

I joined Elijah out on one of the causeways.