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June 17, 2018
No doubt, sentries had passed news of our journey down as we approached.
‘Greetings, sirs.’
I had walked out far to meet the group, as I spoke they halted. There were six men standing behind a leader, strategically fanned out, so their weapons were unhindered, and with clear views in all directions. Restraint and discipline evident, their movements precise and co-ordinated.
‘Welcome strangers,’ was the leader’s response, though there was little welcome evident in his face as he peered past me towards our temporary camp, his eyes narrowing. ‘You seem to have travelled far. Tell us: what are your plans?