Notes on the Grippe

Being an accounting of the recent and continuing pandemic and its various circumstances, from the perspective of an inhabitant of the regions lately called the Lost Quarter. Dates unknown.

Day One Hundred Twenty Six

I have not been touched by the grippe reborn. My test results are negative.

There is a dark cloud upon the horizon though. A storm is brewing again. While I may have escaped the dread lord’s grasp, he is still very much present in the Lost Quarter. The last days have seen an increase in the numbers of those who suffer from his insidious touch. And there will be many more who do not yet realize they have stood with him, and more and more still who will follow.

The last weeks have been something of an idyll. We had built our defences against the dread lord strongly, and one could almost believe that we had thwarted his designs. The number of those falling to his terrible powers was shrinking. Yet he was there all along, amongst us, and as soon as we relaxed our guard, only a little, he has returned with the full force of all his powers.

I hear people complaining bitterly about those who they are certain have broken the protocols, inveighing against their recklessness. But that I think does little good. People were not going to follow the protocols forever – we all need a release, a moment of respite however brief – and scolding and shaming will not remove the dread lord from these parts.

Now we must begin again to stand firm against his power. This was always how it was going to be. Every victory will prove illusory, until we find the means to counteract his dark magic, and that will be a good long while in coming. In the meantime we need to be kind to each other. Maintaining a strict quarantine for the foreseeable future was never possible and relaxing the rules was always going to lead to the grippe re-establishing its nefarious hold.

It will be two steps forward, and another back. That is the way of things for now. Our only hope is to stand together and that means accepting our failures and triumphs both.

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