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 Four Hundred Sixteen #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The wreckage of the satellite which had been spying us was hauled before the council’s pavilion today. Nothing of much use.

While the leaders were convened I again went about my assigned task.  This time I went by myself.

I’ve become quite familiar with the camp in all aspects, except one – the matter of the water supply. At one end of camp there is a well to which all on this side of the promontory congregate. The rest of the camp is serviced by a spring that comes down from the heights. They keep well back from the resultant stream – to avoid contaminating it.

I followed it westward for some distance where it flows out to the plain. Then returned.