Marai: The Long Dark
Sanctimor taking shape
It is inspiring to help them build their homeland from the ruins and left-overs of a wide variety of nations and races. They will be able to survive here, hidden from the rest of the world to live in peace. So many times have thoughts of staying on to make sure they would be ready but when the storm stopped today and we were only 100 or so miles northeast of Freeport, I knew it was time to go. Even though we had already said our goodbyes, hugs and handshakes happened with everyone near us. As I am having trouble writing from the ink freezing up, I will not write again until we are in town.