After several days of rest, I am feeling pretty good. The bedoins have cared for me and I have regained much of my strength.
Last night, several of my bedoins and I snuck into the twins camp. We cut into their tent from the back and tied them up. After carrying them far out into the desert, we buried them up to their necks in the sand. We made sure to gag them so they can't call for help. We are going to leave them there to eventually perish if it is the Creators will.
I am sure that they will be found eventually, but that might be quite a while. As we were leaving the place we had chosen, I noticed the wind had picked up and was blowing away our tracks.
I am on my way to the camp at the end of NML to restock on a few supplies. The bedoins are supplying the stores at all the oasis.
I have a report that there may be some travelers that have fallen over the edge at Desolation Point. I will check when I get there. If I find someone, I will rescue them and have the bedoins take them back to base camp to have their wounds from the fall treated. They can begin their journey again when they are recovered.
As I meet each traveler, I am giving them all the encouragement I can. They can complete the crossing of NML if they will keep the faith and follow the track of those that have traveled before them. I really hope my words of encouragement will help them complete the journey. I also pass on what The Old Goat advises everyone.
Keep Them Away From Your Face.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master
