November 5, 2020

 I am not sure that I can adequately put down the level strangeness, the power of the magic that I saw today. I can only try. 

I was at the saloon. I had been called there by some mysterious force to play poker. While Ellis was more than willing to play, cards were not my style. I only observed. After some time, a local came in and said, "You have to see this!" and encouraged everyone in the saloon to come outside.

Outside, a shaman was bringing in a very large metallic horse. It was a strange sight to see. We asked the locals the purpose of the gift and we got evasive answers. It was a celebration of some sort, a gift, but as to what I could not tell. The locals all seemed very excited though. With some effort, the shaman set the horse into the foundation of the town. 

Afterward, the locals began to reference a war outside of town that had torn the world apart. The horse kept them safe, they said. Horrors had been inflicted upon the world, but the horse kept them safe. Stranger still, they seemed to indicate that they were a year in the future from when we actually were. Myself, Ellis, Virgil and the others believe it to be year 382 after the Picham Catastrophe. The locals said it was year 383. Most curious.

Attempting to flee the town, the sky turned a vicious color. Clearly, a change had occured. Was this a vision? A reality? I did not know. In talking with Ellis, Virgil, and Slim, none of us have seen or even heard anything like it.

We managed to get out of the town, where we procured some horses. I have an appaloosa. A gorgeous horse.  Outside of town, the world was back to "normal", at least as we knew it. We have decided to try for an oasis that we had heard of. The locals swear it was destroyed, but we hope it will hold the keys to this mystery.

Still buzzing about the magic that I have witnessed. I am excited by this. I feel as if I may be on the cusp of something great. What the others feel, I cannot say, but for now we rode for the oasis.