Armbranch is leaving to try and find the core this morning. I want to go with him but this time he insists on going alone. Too dangerous, he says. I’d be safer here. Even if I don’t like it, I’ll admit he has a point. I’d only be holding him up and getting in the way if he’s attacked.
The thoughts of staying here alone fill me with dread –especially now the laptop battery is running down so fast. If that goes I’ll surely be on my own. And it probably wouldn’t have made much difference if I’d brought the solar roll. I doubt if it could harvest anything from the sky in this gloom.
Forty-eight hours. That’s how long he wants me to wait. If he’s not back by then I’m to strike out for the river and take my chances. Ha. He tried to sound hopeful when he said it. He even managed to smile. We both know the reality, however. Even if I made it back across the river, I’d never, ever make it back to the gateway.
I doubt if I’d last a day without him.