Day One Thousand Thirty One #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We found the spot where the tanker truck had been abandoned. Or, at least, we thought we did. For whatever wreckage had been there, had been removed.

We did not stay long on the busy thoroughfare after that, but at the first opportunity we struck off onto a mountain path. And slowly made our way to the place where  we had once waited with Meesa.

First thing this morning we moved to a vantage point from which we could evaluate the movements in and out of Damascus.

We were keen to know if any changes have been enacted since last we were here.

Elijah was pleased when he saw a group of his pupils emerge with the morning work force.

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Day Six Hundred Forty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

After the briefest of rests, we set out. But within minutes the reason for our backward movement was removed when a lone figure appeared on the horizon.  Even at a distance we knew it was Tomas.

We rushed to him.

I have never seen a more bedraggled and emaciated individual. Yet the Captain fell on his neck, weeping in gratitude to see his friend again.

Elijah and I had to assist them both back to the caravan stop.

Tomas reported there had been a clash between that huge army and many warplanes. With devastation on both sides – but particularly fatal to the flying force as their wreckage lay everywhere.

He is grateful to have escaped being under their renewal of hostilities.

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.